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LIVING  HYMNS 


(WORD    EDITION.) 


FOR  USE  IN 


The  Sabbath  School, 

Christian  Endeavor  Meetings, 

The  Church  and  Home. 

COMPILED  BY 

JOHN    WANAMAKER, 

ASSISTED  BY 

JOHN     R.    SWENEY,  Mus.  Doc. 


Philadelphia:  JOjtyl  J.  jiOOD,  1024  Jfrch  £t 


Copyright.  1892,  L,y  John  J.  Hood. 


Price,  $15.00  per  hundred:  with  music,  $  If. 80  per  dozen. 


PREFACE. 


Hundheds  of  letters  and  personal  inquiries  come  to  us  asking, 
'*  What  hymns  do  you  use  in  your  Sunday-schools  and  night  meet- 
ings ?  "     This  book  is  the  answer. 

To  the  good  old  hymns  of  our  mothers  we  add  some  of  the  newer 
songs  that  have  been  blest.  With  ministers,  superintendents  and  teach- 
ers it  is  a  burning  question,  Which  of  our  sermons,  books— hymns  and 
helpers — is  it  that  God  blesses  ?  When  we  have  made  this  discovery  it 
is  wise  to  take  heed  to  it.  But  one  thought  has  led  us  in  making  this 
compilation,  to  wit,  to  get  together  as  many  as  possible  of  the  hymns 
that  have  been  marked,  in  a  long  course  of  varied  work,  as  used  of 
God.  We  would  like  to  have  included  other  good  hymns  scattered 
through  many  books,  here  one  and  there  another,  but  the  right  to  use 
them  was  denied  us  for  love  or  money.  We  obtained  all  we  could, 
and  we  are  informed  that  in  no  other  one  book  can  so  many  of  the 
best  hymns  be  found  for  such  work  as  ours. 

The  Living  Hymns  are  good  hymns  to  live  by.  We  expect  the 
scholars  to  buy  them,  bring  them  to  every  meeting,  and  use  them  at 
home  and  in  Church.  This  is  all  the  singing  book  we  shall  need  for 
a  life-time. 


PUBLISHER'S    NOTICE. 
To  print,  for  sale  or  otherwise,  any  copyright  hymn  of  this  collection,  unless 
written  permission  shall  have  been  obtained,  is  an  infringement  of  copyright. 

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Luying  I7YMN& 


(WORD  EDITION.) 


1-3  Key  Eb. 

Father  all  holy,  bend  we  so  lowly, 

Glowing  with  love's  tender  flame, 
Father  in  heaven,  praises  be  given, 

Hallowed  forever  thy  Name. 
Telling  the  story,  spreading  thy  glory, 

Send  forth  thy  people,  we  pray, 
Till  every  nation  know  thy  salvation, 

Under  thy  kingdom's  full  sway. 

2  Angels  adore  thee,  waiting  before 
Swift  thy  commands  to  fulfil :  [thee, 

Grant  us,  we  pray  thee,  grace  to  obey 
Choosing  and  serving  thy  will.  [thee. 

Father,  now  lead  us, day  by  day  feed  us, 
Ever  provide  and  defend  ;  [blessing, 

Tresspass  confessing,  seeking  thy 
Pardon  and  peace  without  end. 

3  From  sin  deliver,  keep  us  forever, 
Kingdom  and  glory  are  thine, 

Thine,  too,  the  power, hear  us  this  hour, 

Father,  our  Father  divine  ! 
Jesus  is  pleading,  still  interceding 

For  his  redeemed  ones  again,      [us, 
For  his  sake  hear  us,  in  his  name  cheer 

He  is  the  faithful  "Amen  " 

— E.  E.  Hewitt. 

4  Key   G. 

I've  a  message  from  the  Lord, 
Hallelujah! 
The  message  unto  you  I'll  give, 
'Tis  recorded  in  his  word, 
Hallelujah ! 
It  is  only  that  you  "look  and  live." 

Cho. — Look  and  live,  my  brother,  live, 
Look  to  Jesus  now  and  live; 
'Tis  recorded  in  his  word, 
Hallelujah ! 
It  is  only  that  you  "look  and  live." 

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2  I've  a  message  full  of  love. 

Hallelujah ! 
A  message,  O  my  friend,  for  you, 
'Tis  a  message  from  above, 

Hallelujah ! 
Jesus  said  it,  and  I  know  'tis  true. 

3  Life  is  offered  unto  thee, 

Hallelujah ! 
Eternal  life  thy  soul  shall  have, 
If  vou'll  only  look  to  him, 

Hallelujah ! 
Look  to  Jesus  who  alone  can  save. 

4.  I  will  tell  you  how  I  came, 
Hallelujah ! 
To  Je^us,  when  he  made  me  whole ; 
'Twas  believing  on  his  name, 
Hallelujah ! 
I  trusted,  and  he  saved  my  soul. 
— W.  A.  Ogden. 

5  Key  Bb. 

Jesus  is  waiting  to  welcome  the  weary, 
Worn  with  the  world's  fruitless  striv- 
ing for  peace ; 
Tired  with  a  night-watch  that  knoweth 
no  morning,  [not  ease. 

Sick  with  a  heartache  that  earth  can- 

Cho. — Jesus  is  seekingjesus  is  calling, 
Will  you  not  come  to  him  now? 
Jesus  is  knockingjesusis  waiting, 
Waiting  to  save  you  now. 

2  Jesus   is  waiting,  he  standeth  and 
knocketh, 
Calling  in  love  unto  each  one  op- 
pressed, 
"Come  unto  me,  sinner,  weary  and 
laden,  [rest." 

I  will  receive  you,  and  give  you  my 

3) 


LIVING  HYMNS. 


3  "Will  you  not  come?  you  need  no 

preparation,  [you  are ; 

Stay  not  to  think,  but  come  just  as 

Bring  nothing  with  you,  for  love  giveth 

freely,.  [can  mar. 

Peace — per  feet  peace— that  no  sorrow 

4  Oh,  I  am  yearning  to  see  you  unbur- 

dened, [free. 

Death  did  I  suffer  that  you  might  be 
Will  you  not  come,  and  by  life  conse- 
cration, [to  me?  " 
Try  to  win  others,  and  bring  them 

— C.  Murray. 

6  Key  Bb. 

Conquering  now  and  to  conquer, 

Rideth  a  King  in  his  might, 
Leading  the  host  of  the  faithful 

Into  the  midst  of  the  fight; 
See  them  with  courage  advancing, 

Clad  in  their  brilliant  array, 
Shouting  the  name  of  their  Leader, 

Hear  them  exultingly  say. 

Cho. — Not  to  the  strong  is  the  battle, 
Not  to  the  swift  is  the  race, 
Yet  to  the  true  and  the  faithful 
Vict'ry  is  promised  thro'  grace. 

2  Conquering  now  and  to  conquer, 
Who  is  this  wonderful  King? 

Whence  are  the  armies  he  leadeth, 
While  of  his  glory  they  sing? 

He  is  our  Lord  and  Redeemer, 
Saviour  and  monarch  divine, 

They  are  the  stars  that  forever 
Bright  in  his  kingdom  will  shine. 

3  Conquering  now  and  to  conquer, 
Jesus,  thou  Ruler  of  all,  [ish, 

Thrones  and  their  scepters  shall  per- 
Crowns  and  their  splendor  shall  fall, 

Yet  shall  the  armies  thou  leades4- 
Faithful  and  true  to  the  last, 

Find  in  thy  mansions  eternal 
Rest,  when  their  warfare  is  past. 

— Sallie  Martin. 

7  Key   C. 
I  am  passing  down  the  valley  that 

they  say  is  so  lone, 
But  I  find  that  all  the   pathway   is 
with  ftow'rs  overgrown ; 


'Tis  to  me  the  vale  of  Beulah,  'tis  a 

beautiful  way, 
For  the  Saviour  walks  beside  me,  my 

companion  all  day. 

Cho.— Vale  of  Beulah  !  Vale  of  Beau- 
Thou  art  precious  to  me,  [lah  ! 
For  the  lovely  land  of  Canaan 
In  the  distance  I  see. 

2  Not  a  shadow,  not  a  shadow  ever 

darkens  the  way, 
For  a  radiance  of  rare  glory  shines 

upon  it  all  day: 
And  the  music,  sweetly  chanted  by 

the  heavenly  throng, 
Floats  in  cadence  down  the  valley, 
•and  it  cheers  me  along. 

3  So  I  journey  with  rejoicing  toward 

the  City  of  Light, 
While  each  day  my  joy  is  deeper,  and 

the  path  grows  more  bright ; 
And  I  near  the  open  portals  of  the 

kingdom  above, 
For  this  highway  leads  to  Canaan, 

to  the  Kingdom  of  Love. 

— E.  A.  Hoffman. 

8  Key  Db. 

Oh,  I  often  sit  and  ponder, 

When  the  sun  is  sinking  low, 
Where  shall  yonder  future  find  me : 

Does  but  God  in  heaven  know  ? 
Shall  I  be  among  the  living? 

Shall  I  mingle  with  the  free? 
Wheresoe'er  my  path  be  leading, 

Saviour,  keep  my  heart  with  thee. 

Cho. — Oh,  the  future  lies  before  me, 
And  I  know  not  where  I'll  be, 
But  where'er  my  path  be  leading, 
Saviour,  keep  my  heart  with  thee. 

2  Shall  I  be  at  work  for  Jesus, 

Whilst  he  leads  me  by  the  hand, 
And  to  those  around  be  saying, 

Come  and  join  his  happy  band? 
Come,  for  all  things  now  are  ready, 

Come,  his  faithful  foll'wer  be; 
Oh,  where'er  my  path  be  leading, 

Saviour,  keep  my  heart  with  thee. 


WORD  EDITION. 


3  But  perhaps  my  work  for  Jesus 
Soon  in  future  may  be  done, 
All  my  earthly  trials  ended, 

And  my  crown  in  heaven  won ; 
Then  forever  with  the  ransomed 

Thro'  eternity  I'd  be,  [me 

Chanting  hymns  to  him  who  bought 
With  his  blood  shed  on  the  tree. 
— Miss  Jennie  Stout 

9  Key  F. 

WHEN  I  shall  wake  in  that  fair  morn  of 

morns, 
After  whose  dawning  never  night  returns, 
And  with  whose  glory  day  eternal  burns, 
I  shall  be  satisfied. 

Cho. — 1| :  I  shall  be  satisfied,:  [[ 
By  and  by. 

2  When  J  shall  see  thy  glory  face  to  face, 
When  in  thine  arms  thca  Wilt  thy  child  em- 
brace, [grace. 

When  thou  shalt  open  all   thy  stores  of 
I  shall  be  satisfied. 

3  When  I  shall  meet  with  those  that  I  have 

loved, 
Clasp  in  my  eager  arms  the  long  removed, 
And   find  how  faithful   thou  to  me  hast 
I  shall  be  satisfied.  [proved, 

4  When  I  shall  gaze  upon  the  face  of  him 
Who  for  me  died,  with  eye  no  longer  dim. 
And  praise  him  with  the  everlasting  hymn, 

I  shall  be  satisfied. 

— Bonar. 

10  Key  F. 

TRUSTING  in  Jesus,  my  Saviour  divine, 
I  have  the  witness  that  still  he  is  mine  ; 
Great  are  the  blessings  he  giveth  to  me : 
Oh,  I  am  happy  as  mortal  can  be. 

Cho. — I  am  redeemed,  and  I  know  it  full 

well, 
Saved  by  his  grace,  I  with  him  shall  dwell ; 

1  am  redeemed,  and  the  child  of  his  love, 
Heir  to  a  glorious  crown  above. 

2  Once  I  was  far  from  my  Saviour  and  King, 
Now  he  has  taught  me  his  mercy  to  sing ; 
Peace  in  believing  he  giveth  to  me : 

Oh,  I  am  happy  as  mortal  can  be. 


3  Trusting  in  Jesus, oh, what  should  I  fear  ? 
Nothing  can  harm  me  when  he  is  so  near  I 
Sweet  is  the  promise  he  giveth  to  me : 
Oh,  I  am  happy  as  mortal  can  be. 

4  If  while  a  stranger  I  journey  below 
Filled  with  his  fulness  such  rapture  I  know, 
What  will  the  bliss  of  eternity  be, 
When  in  his  beauty  the  King  I  shall  see? 

— Frank  Gould. 

11  Key  D. 

With*  our  colors  waving  bright 

In  the  blaze  of  gospel  light     [field ; 

We  are  marshall'd  on  the  world's  great 
We  are  ready  for  the  strife, 
And  the  battle  work  of  life, 

Ever  trusting  in  the  Lord  our  shield. 

Cho. — Glory  to  God  !  we  are  marching, 
marching  on, 
Marching  to  a  home  above ;  [ing  on, 

Glory  to  God  !  we  are  marching,  march- 
Happy  in  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  Oft  the  tempter  we  shall  meet, 
But  we  will  not  fear  defeat, 

Tho'  his  arrows  at  our  ranks  may  fly; 
Thro'  a  Saviour's  mighty  love 
More  than  conquerors  weshallprove, 

Shouting,  glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

3  We  have  girded  on  the  sword 
And  the  armor  of  the  Lord, 

We  have  taken  up  the  cross  he  bore; 

Oh,  the  trophies  we  shall  win, 

Oh,  the  victory  over  sin, 
When  the  battle  and  the  strife  are  o'er ! 

4  Soon  we'll  reach  the  pearly  gate, 
Where  the  blessed  army  wait, 

Soon  their  welcome, welcome  song  may 
When  we  lay  our  armor  down,  [ring; 
And  receive  a  starry  crown, 

Shouting,  glory  be  to  God  our  King. 

— Jennie  Garnett. 

13  Key  A. 

There  comes  to  my  heart  one  sweet 
A  glad  and  a  joyous  refrain,      [strain, 
I  sing  it  again  and  again, 
Sweet  peace,  the  gift  of  God's  love. 


LIVING  HYMNS. 


Cho. — Peace,  peace,  sweet  peace! 

Wonderful  gift  from  above  ! 
Oh,  wonderful,  wonderful  peace ! 
Sweet  peace,  the  gift  of  God*s  love. 

2  By  Christ  on  the  cross  peace  was 

made, 
My  debt  by  his  death  was  all  paid, 
No  other  foundation  is  laid 

For  peace,  the  gift  of  God"s  love. 

3  When  Jesus  as  Lord  I  had  crowned, 
My  heart  with  this  peace  did  abound, 
In  him  the  rich  blessing  I  found, 

Sweet  peace,  the  gift  of  God's  love. 

4  In  Jesus  for  peace  I  abide, 
And  as  I  keep  close  to  his  side, 
There's  nothing  but  peace  doth  betide, 

Sweet  peace,  the  gift  of  God's  love. 
—P.  H.  Roblin. 

13  Key  Db. 

Jesus  is  waiting  his  grace  to  bestow ; 
Sin  "red  like  crimson"  he  makes  white 

as  snow ; 
Loving  us  freely, his  life-blood  he  gave ; 
Blessed  Redeemer!  he's  mighty  tosave. 

Cho.— Mighty  to  save,  mighty  to  save, 
Jesus  is  mighty  to  save  ; 
Mighty  to  save,  mighty  to  save, 
Jesus  is  might}r  to  save. 

2  Standing  alone,  in  the  strife  we  shall 

fail,  [vail; 

Close  to  our  Leader,  his  might  will  pre- 
Or,  if  a  blessing  for  others  we  crave, 
Pray  on,believing,-he's  mighty  tosave. 

3  Take  him  the  burden  that  weighs  on 

your  heart,  [part ; 

Take  him  the  trouble,  he'll  comfort  im- 
Held  by  his  hand  we  can  walk  on  the 

wave ; 
Look  up  to  Jesus,  he's  mighty  to  save. 

4  Up  from  the  valley  the  darkness  is 

gone  [dawn ; 

When  Jesus  brings  there  the  beauty  of 
Vict'ry,  glad  vict'ry,  we  sing  o'er  the 

grave ! 
Glorv  to  Jesus  !  he's  mighty  to  save. 

— E.  E.  Hewitt. 


14  Key  Ab. 

Here  in  thy  name  we  are  gathered, 
Come  and  revive  us,  O  Lord  ; 

"There  shall  be  showers  of  blessing" 
Thou  hast  declared  in  thy  word. 

Cho. — Oh,  graciously  hear  us, 

Graciously  hear  us,  we  pray  : 
Pour  from  thy  windows  upon  us 
Showers  of  blessing  to-day. 

2  O  that  the  showers  of  blessing 
Now  on  our  souls  may  descend, 

While  at  the  footstool  of  mercy, 
Pleading  thy  promise,  we  bend  ! 

3  There  shall  be  showers  of  blessing, — 
Promise  that  never  can  fail ; 

Thou  wilt  regard  our  petition  ; 
Surely  our  faith  will  prevail. 

4  Showers  of  blessing, — we  need  them, 
Showers  of  blessing  from  thee; 

Showers  of  blessing, — oh,  grant  them  ; 
Thine  all  the  glory  shall  be. 

— Jennie  Garnett. 

15  Key  Db. 

Saviour,  lead  me,  lest  I  stray, 
Gently  lead  me  all  the  way; 
I  am  safe  when  by  thy  side, 
I  would  in  thy  love  abide. 

Cho. — Lead  me,  lead  me, 

Saviour,  lead  me,  lest  I  stray; 
Gently  down  the  stream  of  time, 
Lead  me,  Saviour,  all  the  way. 

2  Thou  the  refuge  of  my  soul 
When  life's  stormy  billows  roll, 
I  am  safe  when  thou  art  nigh, 
All  my  hopes  on  thee  rely. 

3  Saviour,  lead  me,  then  at  last, 
When  the  storm  of  life  is  past, 
To  the  land  of  endless  day, 
Where  all  tears  are  wiped  away. 

—  Frank  M.  Davis. 

16  Key  G. 

WHY  art  thou  fearful, beloved  of  the  Lord? 

Jesus  will  tenderly  guide  thee, 
Heir  to  his  kingdom,  remember  his  word, 

Safe  in  the  Rock  he  will  hide  thee. 


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WORD  EDITION. 


Cho. — Safe  in  the  Rock,  when  the  storm 
billows  roll, 
Safe  in  the  rock  he  will  cover  thy  soul ; 
Be  not  afraid,  O  be  not  dismayed, 
Safe  in  the  Rock  he  will  hide  thee. 

2  Why  art  thou  fearful,  when  trials  are 
Jesus  will  tenderly  guide  thee,   [deep? 

Over  thy  footsteps  a  watch  he  will  keep, 
Safe  in  the  rock  he  will  hide  thee. 

3  Why  art  thou  fearful,  and  where  is  thy 
Jesus  will  tenderly  guide  thee,    [faith  ? 

Thro'  the  dark  valley  of  shadow  and  death, 
Still  in  the  Rock  he  will  hide  thee. 

4  Why  art   thou  fearful,  he  holdeth  thy 
Jesus  will  tenderly  guide  thee,    [hand? 

Safe  till  thou  enter  eternity's  land, 
Safe  in  the  Rock  he  will  hide  thee. 

— James  S.  Apple. 

17  Key  F. 

In  the  shadow  of  his  wings 
There  is  rest,  sweet  rest; 
There  is  rest  from  care  and  labor, 
There  is  rest  for  friend  and  neighbor, 
In  the  shadow  of  his  wings. 

There  is  rest,  sweet  rest 

In  the  shadow  of  his  wings, 

There  is  rest,  sweet  rest. 

Cho.—  II :  There  is  rest,  there  is  peace, 
There  is  joy 
In  the  shadow  of  his  wings. :  || 

2  In  the  shadow  of  his  wings 

There  is  peace,  sweet  peace, 
Peace  that  passeth  understanding, 
Peace,  sweet  peace  that  knows  no  end- 
In  the  shadow  of  his  wings.       [ing. 

There  is  peace,  sweet  peace 
In  the  shadow  of  his  wings, 
There  is  peace,  sweet  peace. 

3  In  the  shadow  of  his  wings 

There  is  joy,  glad  joy, 
There  is  joy  to  tell  the  story — 
Joy  exceeding,  full  of  glory, 
In  the  shadow  of  his  wings. 

There  is  joy,  glad  joy 
In  the  shadow  of  his  wings, 
There  is  joy,  g lad  joy. 

— Rev.  J.  B.  Atchinson. 


18  Key  Ab. 

Beautiful  day,  lovely  thy  light ; 
Holy  each  ray,  banishing  night; 
Cloudless  thy  sky ;  peaceful  my  stay 
Here  in  the  sunlight  of  beautiful  day. 

Cho. — Beautiful,  beautiful  day, 

Evermore  shine  on  my  way ; 
Saviour,  I  pray,  keep  me  alway 
Safe  in  this  beautiful  day. 

2  Beautiful  day,  calm  was  thy  dawn ; 
Joyous  the  lay,  blessed  the  morn, 
When  in  my  heart,  over  my  way   [day. 
First  shone  the  noontide  of  beautiful 

3  Beautiful  day,  perfectly  bright; 
Jesus  alway,  boundless  delight, 
Bliss  all  around,  heaven  by  the  way, 
Shining  in  fulness,  oh,  beautiful  day! 

4  Beautiful  day,  haven  of  rest ; 
Ev'ry  one  may  come  and  be  blest; 
Glory  to  God  !  naught  can  dismay ; 
Christ  is  the  light  of  this  beautiful  day. 

— Wm,  J.  Kirkpatrick. 

19  Key  Eb. 

Hark  !  hark !  my  soul :  angelic  songs  are 

swelling  [wave-beat  shore ; 

O'er  earth's  green  fields  and   ocean's 

How  sweet  the  truth  those  blessed  strains 

are  telling,  [more. 

Of  that  new  life  when  sin  shall  be  no 

Cho. — 1| :  Angels  of  Jesus,  angels  of  light ! 
Singing  to  welcome  the  pilgrims  of  the 

night;:  || 

2  Onward  we  go,  for  still  we  hear  them 

singing,  [come ; " 

"Come,  w^ary  souls,  for  Jesus  bide  you 

And,  through  the  dark,  its  echoes  sweetly 

ringing, 
The  music  of  the  gospel  leads  us  home. 

3  Far,  far  away,  like  bells  at  evening  peal- 

ing, [sea : 

The  voice  of  Jesus  sounds  o'er  land  and 
And  laden  souls  by  thousands  meekly  steal- 
ing, [to  thee. 
Kind  Shepherd,  turn  their  weary  steps 


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LIVING  HYMNS. 


4  Angels,  sing  on  !  your  faithful  watches 

keeping,  [bove ; 

Sing  us  sweet  fragments  of  the  songs  a- 

Till  morning's  joy  shall  end  the  night  of 

weeping,  [less  love. 

And  life's  long  shadows  break  in  cloud- 

— F.  W.  Faber. 

20  Key  Db. 

We  are  pilgrims  looking  home, 
Sad  and  weary  oft  we  roam, 
But  we  know  'twill  all  be  well 

In  the  morning ; 
When,  our  anchor  firmly  cast, 
Ev'ry  stormy  wave  is  past, 
And  we  gather  safe  at  last 

In  the  morning. 

Cho. — When  we  all  meet  again 

In  the  morning 
On  the  sweet  blooming  hills 

In  the  morning ; 
Nevermore  to  say  good  night, 
In  that  sunny  region  bright, 
When  we  hail  the  blessed  light 

Of  the  morning. 

a  O  these  tender  broken  ties, 
How  they  dim  our  aching  eyes, 
But  like  jewels  they  will  shine 

In  the  morning; 
When  our  victor  palms  we  bear, 
And  our  robes  immortal  wear, 
We  shall  know  each  other  there, 

In  the  morning. 

3  When  our  fettered  souls  are  free, 
Far  beyond  the  narrow  sea, 
And  we  hear  the  Saviour's  voice 

In  the  morning; 
When  our  golden  sheaves  we  bring 
To  the  feet  of  Christ  our  King, 
What  a  chorus  we  shaH  sing 

In  the  morning. 

I  Thro'  our  pilgrim  journey  here, 
Tho'  the  night  is  sometimes  drear, 
Let  us  watch  and  persevere 

Till  the  morning; 
Then  our  highest  tribute  raise 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days, 
And  to  Jesus  give  the  praise 
In  the  morning. 

— Li2zie  Edwards. 

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21  Key  Ab. 

In  thy  book,  where  glory  bright 
Shines  with  never-fading  light, 
Where  thy  saved  thou  wilt  record, 
Write  my  name,  my  name,  O  Lord. 

CHO. — Write  my  name  in  the  book  of  life, 
Lamb  of  God,  write  it  there; 
Where  thy  saved  thou  wilt  record 
Write  my  name,  my  name,  O  Lord. 

2  In  the  book,  whose  pages  tell 
Who  have  tried  to  serve  thee  well, 
O'er  my  name  let  mercy  trace 
Child  of  God,  redeemed  by  grace. 

3  In  the  book,  where  thou  dost  keep 
Record  still  of  years  that  sleep, 
Let  my  name  be  written  down 
Heir  to  life's  immortal  crown. 

4.  O  my  Saviour,  thou  canst  show 
What  I  long  so  much  to  know  : 
Let  my  faith  behold  and  see 
That  my  life  is  hid  with  thee. 

— Lizzie  Edwards. 

22  Key  E. 

Alas!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 
And  did  my  Sovereign  die? 

Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

Cho.— At  the  cross,  at  the  cross, 

Where  I  first  saw  the  light,  [way, 
And  the  burden  of  my  heart  rolled  a- 

It  was  there  by  faith 

I  received  my  sight, 
And  now  I  am  happy  all  the  day. 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done, 
He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 

Amazing  pity,  grace  unknown^ 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

3  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 
The  debt  of  love  I  owe ; 

Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
''Tis  all  that  I  can  do ! 

—I.  Watts. 


WORD  EDITION. 


23 


Key  Db. 


Trying  to  walk  in  the  steps  of  the  Saviour, 
Trying  to  follow  our  Saviour  and  King  ; 

Shaping  our  lives  by  his  blessed  example, 
Happy,  how  happy,  the  songs  that  we 
bring. 

CHO. — How  beautiful  to  walk  in  the  steps 
Stepping  in  the  light,  [of  the  Saviour, 
Stepping  in  the  light ; 

How  beautiful  to  walk  in  the  steps  of  the 
Led  in  paths  of  light.  [Saviour, 

.  2  Pressing  more  closely  to  him  who  is  lead- 
ing, [way ; 

When  we  are  tempted  to  turn  from  the 
Trusting  the  arm  that  is  strong  to  defend  us, 

Happy.how  happy ,our  praises  each  day. 

3  Walking  in  footsteps  of  gentle  forbear- 

ance, [love, 

Footsteps   of  faithfulness,   mercy,  and 
Looking  to  him  for  the  grace  freely  prom- 
ised, 
Happy,  how  happy,  our  journey  above. 

4  Trying  to  walk  in  the  steps  of  the  Saviour, 
Upward,  still  upward  we'll  follow  our 

Guide,  [beauty," 

When  we  shall  see  him,  "  the  King  in  his 

Happy,  how  happy,  our  place  at  his  side. 

— L.  H.  Edmunds. 

24  Key  Bb. 

I  will  sing  when  morning  cometh, 

And  the  shadows  drift  away, 
And  I  wake  with  grateful  spirit 

To  behold  another  day  ; 
'Tis  the  Lord  who  watches  o'er  me 

Thro'  the  night  so  still  and  long, 
And  to  him  who  ever  heareth 

I  will  lift  a  morning  song. 

Cho. — 1|:  I  will  sing,  I  will  sing, 

Making  melody  unto  the  Lord. :  || 

2  I  will  sing  when  I  am  busy, 

Toiling  on  in  hope  and  cheer, 
Happy  in  the  many  blessings 
That  along  my  path  appear ; 


1  will  sing  when  I  am  weary 
With  the  burdens  that  I  bear, 

For  the  Lord  will  ever  keep  me 
In  his  tender  love  and  care. 

3  I  will  sing  when  evening  cometh, 
And  the  light  it  steals  away, 
And  I  rest  amid  the  shadows, 
From  the  duties  of  the  day ; 
To  the  Lord  who  reigns  forever 

'Mid  the  glad  celestial  throng, 
To  the  Lord,  my  hope  of  heaven, 
I  will  sing  an  evening  song, 

— E.  A.  Barnes. 

25  Key  G. 

Jesus,  I  come  to  thee, 

Longing  for  rest; 
Fold  thou  thy  weary  child 
Safe  to  thy  breast. 

Cho. — Rocked  on  a  stormy  sea, 
Oh,  be  not  far  from  me, 
Lord,  let  me  cling  to  thee, 
Only  to  thee. 

2  Jesus,  I  come  to  thee, 

Hear  thou  my  cry  ; 
Save,  or  I  perish,  Lord, 
Save  or  I  die, 

3  Now  let  the  rolling  waves 

Bend  to  thy  will, 
Say  to  the  troubled  deep, 
Peace,  peace  be  still. 

4  Swiftly  the  parting  clouds 

Fade  from  my  sight ; 
Yonder  thy  bow  appears, 
Lovely  and  bright. 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

26  Key  Db. 

IN  this  sinful  world  I'm  walking 

Jesus  is  my  Strength  and  Guide, 
And  I  know  there's  naught  can  harm  me 

While  I'm  walking  at  his  side; 
Though  oft-times  the  storm-clouds  gather, 

Wild  waves  beat  and  tempests  roar, 
Jesus  by  the  hand  doth  lead  me, 

And  I'm  safe  forevermore. 


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CHO. — Walking,  walking, 

Walking  at  my  Saviour's  side  ; 

Nothing  in  the  world  can  harm  me, 
While  I'm  walking  at  my  Saviour's  side. 

2  Clouds  disperse ;  the  sun  shines  brightly, 

Flow'rs  along  my  pathway  spring, 
Then  my  Saviour  seems  more  precious, 

Praises  unto  him  I  sing; 
Patiently  awhile  I'll  tarry, 

Till  he  calls  me  to  come  home, 
There  I'll  meet  with  many  loved  ones, 

Never  more  from  them  to  roam. 

— D.  Y.  Stephens. 

27  Key  Bb. 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  I  shall  not 
He  maketh  me  down  to  lie      [want, 

In  pastures  green,  he  leadeth  me 
The  quiet  waters  by. 

Cho. — His  yoke  is  easy,  his  burden  is 
I've  found  itso.I'vefounditso;  [light, 

He  leadeth  me,  by  day  and  by  night, 
Where  living  waters  flow, 

2  Mysoulcriethout:  ''restoremeagain, 
And  give  me  the  strength  to  take 

The  narrow  path  of  righteousness, 
E'en  for  his  own  name's  sake." 

3  Yea,tho'  I  should  walk  in  the  valley  of 
Yet  why  should  I  fear  from  ill  ?  [death, 

For  thou  art  with  me,  and  thy  rod 
And  staff  me  comfort  still. 

— Psalm  xxiii. 

28  Key  Eb. 

O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord, 
Give  thanks,  give  thanks  ! 

Swell  the  full,  triumphant  chord, 
Give  thanks ! 

For  his  wonderful  creation, 

For  his  glorious  salvation, 

Give  all  praise  and  adoration, 
O  give  thanks,  give  thanks. 

Cho. — 1| :  O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord, 
for  he  is  good, 
For  his  mercy  endureth  forever,  :|| 
O  give  thanks,  O  give  thanks. 


2  For  the  way  in  which  he  leads, 

Give  thanks,  give  thanks! 
Timely  care  in  all  our  needs, 

Give  thanks ! 
Daily  bread  his  hand  providing, 
Pathway  thro'  the  seas  dividing, 
Thro'  the  desert  safely  guiding, 

O  give  thanks,  give  thanks. 

3  For  the  greatness  of  his  might, 

Give  thanks,  give  thanks ! 
All  in  vain  his  foes  unite, 

Give  thanks! 
For  his  banner  o'er  us  streaming, 
For  his  love  upon  us  beaming, 
For  his  grace  our  souls  redeeming, 
O  give  thanks,  give  thanks. 

— E   E.  Hewitt. 

29  Key  A. 

THERE  is  a  fountain  ||:  filled  with  blood, :  || 
Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins, 

And  sinners,  plunged  ||:  beneath  that 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains.       [flood,  :|j 

CHO. — Oh,  glorious  fountain! 
Here  will  I  stay, 
And  in  thee  ever 
Wash  my  sins  away. 

2  The  dying  thief  ||:  rejoiced  to  see :  [| 
That  fountain  in  his  day, 

And  there  may  I,  ||:  though  vile  as  he,  :J| 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Thou  dying  Lamb,  ||:thy  precious 
Shall  never  lose  its  power,         [blood  :  | 

nil  all  the  ransomed  ||:  Church  of  God  :  j 
Are  saved  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since  by  faith  ||:  I  saw  the  stream  ;  || 
Thy  flowing  wounds  supply. 

Reedeeming  love  ||:  has  been  my  theme, :  || 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

30  Key  D. 

For  Christ  and  the  church, 

Let  our  voices  ring, 
Let  us  honor  the  name 

Of  our  own  blessed  King, 
Let  us  work  with  a  will 

In  the  strength  of  youth, 
And  loyally  stand 

For  the  kingdom  of  truth. 


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Cho  — For  Christ  our  dear  Redeemer, 
For  Christ  who  died  to  save, 

For  the  Church  his  blood   hath   pur- 
chased, 
Lord,  make  us  pure  and  brave. 

2  For  Christ  and  the  church, 

Be  our  earnest  prayer, 
Let  us  follow  his  banner, 

The  cross  daily  bear, 
Let  us  yield,  wholly  yield, 

To  his  Spirit's  power, 
And  faithfully  serve  him 

In  life's  brightest  hour. 

3  For  Christ  and  the  church 

Willing  off' rings  make, 
Time  and  talents  and  gold, 

For  the  dear  Master's  sake; 
We'll  remember  the  best 

We  can  bring  to  him, 
The  heart's  wealth  of  love, 

That  will  never  grow  dim. 

4  For  Christ  and  the  church 

Let  us  cast  aside, 
By  his  conquenng  grace, 

chains  of  self,  fear,  and  pride; 
May  our  lives  be  enriched 

By  an  aim  so  grand, 
Then  happy  the  call 

To  the  Saviour's  right  hand 

— £.  E   Hewitt. 

31  Key  G. 

Cast  thy  bread  upon  the  waters, 

Ye  who  have  but  scant  supply, 
Angel  eyes  will  watch  above  it;— 

You  shall  find  it  by  and  by! 
He  who  in  his  righteous  balance 

Doth  each  human  action  weigh 
Will  your  sacrifice  remember, 

Will  your  loving  deeds  repay. 

2  Cast  thy  bread  upon  the  waters, 

Poor  and  weary,  worn  with  care, — 
Often  sitting  in  the  shadow, 

Have  you  not  a  crumb  to  spare? 
Can  you  not  to  those  around  you 

Sing  some  little  song  of  hope, 
As  you  look  with  longing  vision 

Thro'  faith's  mighty  telescope? 


3  Cast  thy  bread  upon  the  waters, 
Ye  who  have  abundant  store ; 

It  may  float  on  many-a  billow, 
It  may  strand  on  many-a  shore ; 

You  may  think  it  lost  forever, 
But,  as  sure  as  God  is  true, 

In  this  life  or  in  the  other, 
It  will  yet  return  to  you. 

4  Cast  thy  bread  upon  the  waters, 
Far  and  wide  your  treasures  strew, 

Scatter  it  with  willing  fingers, 

Shout  for  joy  to  see  it  go ! 
For  if  you  do  closely  keep  it, 

It  will  only  drag  you  down  ; 
If  you  love  it  more  than  Jesus, 

It  will  keep  you  from  your  crown. 

5  Cast  thy  bread  upon  the  waters, 
Waft  it  on  with  praying  breath, 

In  some  distant,  doubtful  moment 
It  may  save  a  soul  from  death  ; 

When  you  sleep  in  solemn  silence, 
'Neath  the  morn  and  evening  dew, 

Stranger    hands,,     which    you     have 
strengthened, 
May  strew  lilies  over  you. 

32  Key  D. 

What  did  the  angels  say  ? 

Hymning  their  joyous  lay, 
While  the  dark  midnight  grew  brighter 
than  morn ; 

Glory  came  blazing  through, 

Gilding  the  stars  anew, 
List  the  glad  tidings,  a  Saviour  is  born. 

What  shall  we  call  his  name, 

Whom  angel  hosts  proclaim? 
How  shall  earth's  children  his  praises 

Wondrous  and  Mighty  One,  [begin? 

God's  own  Eternal  Son,  [sin. 

Call  his  name  Jesus,  the  Saviour  from 

Cho. — 1| :  Call  his  name  Jesus,  :|| 
The  Saviour  from  sin. 

2  Earth  heard  the  welcome  sound ; 
Long  had  the  nations  round 
Waited  in  darkness,  this  light  drawing 
Waited  beside  the  tomb,      [near, 
Weeping  in  deepest  gloom, 


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Life  rose  in  sorrow  and  ended  in  fear. 
But  over  vale  and  height, 
Joy,  like  a  beacon  light, 
Rose  upward,  fanned  by  that  heaven- 
drawn  breath : 
"  Lo,  we  have  found  our  Lord, 
This  is  the  promised  Word," 
Call  his  name  Jesus,  the  Saviour  from 
death.     - 

3       Vanish,  ye  funeral  train, — 

Shadows  of  grief  and  pain, — 
This  is  Death's  victor,assin  was  Death's 

Mourner,  put  by  thy  tears,  [sting ; 

Trembler,  dismiss  thy  fears; 
Come  home,  ye  banished,  and  welcome 
your  King. 

Sin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrown, 

Glory  is  all  his  own, 
Into  his  mansions  bright  leading  us  in  : 

Over  the  plains  above 

Echoes  his  name  of  Love,        [sin. 

Jesus, our  Saviour  from  death  and  from 

— Priscilla  J.  Owens. 

33  Key  Bb. 

Gifts  we  bring  to  our  King, 
Every  heart  an  offering, — 
Loving  deeds  for  Jesus'  sake 
Are  the  best  gifts  we  can  make: 

Cho. — For  our  giftsthe  Lord  hath  need ; 
|| :  He  will  bless  each  loving  deed, :  || 
And  the  children's  off' ring  heed. 

2  Praise  we  bring  to  our  King, 
And  of  God's  great  love-gift  sing, 
While  the  story  we  repeat 
Of  the  Christmas  babe,  so  sweet ! 


Cho 


the  Lord  hath 


For  our  praise 
need  ; 
|| :  When  we  love  in  truth  and  deed, :  || 
Children's  praises  he  will  heed. 

3  Gifts  we  bring  to  our  King, 

While  the  merry  chime-bells  ring, 
Kind  words  from  our  lips  shall  fall, 
Cheerful  smiles  we'll  give  to  all : 

Cho. — For  our  giftsthe  Lord  hath  need ; 
||:  He  will  bless  each  kindly  deed,  :|j 
And  the  words  of  children  heed. 

— F.  G.  Burroughs. 


34  Key  F. 

In  the  hush  of  early  morning 

When  the  breeze  is  whisp'ring  low, 
There's  a  voice  that  gently  calls  me, 

And  its  accents  well  I  know! 
Here  I  am,  O  Saviour,  waiting; 

For  thy  will  alone  is  mine, 
This  is  all  my  crown  and  glory, 

I  am  thine,  and  only  thine ! 

2  When  the  noontide  falls  upon  me, 
With  its  fervid  light'ning  ray,  • 

There's  a  voice,  divinely  earnest, 
Bids  me  work  while  it  is  day ; 

Open,  Saviour,  now  before  me 
All  thy  will  for  me  to  do, 

Only  help  me,  watching,  working, 
Still  to  keep  my  Lord  in  view! 

3  As  the  dewy  shades  steal  downward 
O'er  the  earth  at  evening  mild, 

There's  a  voice  I  love  that  whispers, 
"After  labor,  rest,  my  child  ! ' 

O  my  Saviour,  loving,  tender, 
Help  me  to  account  it  blest 

Thus  to  work  within  thy  vineyard, 
Till  thou  callest  me  to  rest ! 

—Mrs.  R.  N.  Turner. 

35  Key  G. 

Down  life's  dark  vale  we  wander, 

Till  Jesus  comes; 
We  watch  and  wait  and  wonder, 

Till  Jesus  comes. 

Cho. — All  joy  his  loved  ones  bringing, 

When  Jesus  comes ; 
All  praise  thro'  heaven  ringing, 

When  Jesus  comes ; 
All  beauty  bright  and  vernal, 

When  Jesus  comes ; 
All  glory,  grand,  eternal, 

When  Jesus  comes. 

2  Oh,  let  my  lamp  be  burning 

When  Jesus  comes ; 
For  him  my  soul  be  yearning, 
When  Jesus  comes. 

3  No  more  heart-pangs  nor  sadness, 

When  Jesus  comes ; 
All  peace  and  joy  and  gladness, 
When  Jesus  conies. 


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4  All  doubts  and  fears  will  vanish, 

When  Jesus  comes ; 
All  gloom  his  face  will  banish, 
When  Jesus  comes. 

5  He'll  know  the  way  was  dreary, 

When  Jesus  comes  ; 
He'll  know  the  feet  grew  weary, 
When  Jesus  comes. 

6  He'll  know  whatgriefsoppressed  me, 

When  Jesus  comes; 
Oh,  how  his  arms  will  rest  me ! 
When  Jesus  comes. 

—P.  P.  Bliss. 

36  Key  D. 

Blessed  be  the  fountain  of  blood, 

To  a  world  of  sinners  revealed  ; 
Blessed  be  the  dear  Son  of  God, 

Only  by  his  stripes  we  are  healed; 
Tho'  I've  wandered  far  from  his  fold. 

Bringing  to  my  heart  pain  and  woe  ; 
Wash  me  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb, 

And  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow. 

Cho. — Whiter  than  snow; 
Whiter  than  snow; 
Wash  me  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb, 
And  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow. 

2  Thorny  was  the  crown  that  he  wore, 
And  the  cross  his  body  o'ercame  ; 

Grievous  were  the  sorrows  he  bore, 
But  he  suffered  not  thus  in  vain ; 

May  I  to  that  fountain  be  led, 

Made  to  cleanse  my  sins  here  below  ; 

Wash  me  in  the  blood  that  was  shed, 
And  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow. 

3  Father,  I  have  wandered  from  thee  ; 
Often  has  my  heart  gone  astray ; 

Crimson  do  my  sins  seem  to  me, 
Water  cannot  wash  them  away ; 

Jesus  to  that  fountain  of  thine, 
Leaning  on  thy  promise  I'll  go; 

Cleanse  me  with  thy  washing  divine, 
And  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow. 

— E.  R.  Latta. 

37  Key  F. 

Far  away  my  steps  have  wandered, 
On  the  rugged  mountain's  brow; 


But  to  thee  my  heart  is  crying, 
Gentle  Shepherd,  save  me  now! 

Cho. — Save  me  now!  save  me  now! 
Gentle  Shepherd,  save  me  now! 
Unto  thee  my  heart  is  crying, 
Gentle  Shepherd, save  me  now  ! 

2  Thou  hast  borne  my  weight  of  sor- 
At  thy  feet  I  humbly  bow;        [row, 

And  my  heart  with  thee  is  pleading, 
Gentle  Shepherd,  save  me  now! 

3  Though  thy  love  I  long  have  slighted, 
Though  ungrateful  I  have  been, 

To  thy  fold  my  faith  has  brought  me ; 
Let  my  weary  soul  come  in. 

4  Though  thy  love  Ilonghaveslighted, 
O'er  my  wasted  years  I  weep; 

In  thy  blessed  arms  of  mercy 
Shield  and  save  thy  wand'ring  sheep. 
— Henrietta  E.  Blair. 

38  Key  D. 

When  the  morning  breaks  in  splendor 
O'er  the  valley,  warm  and  tender, 
Joyful  praise  our  hearts  would  render 

To  our  Father  God  on  high  ; 
Thro'  the  night, when  all  were  sleeping, 
We  were  guarded  safe  beneath  his 
care,  [ing, 

When  the  stars  their  watch  were  keep- 
In  the  calm,  blue  sky  so  fair. 

Cho. — Oh,  the  love,  precious  love, 
He  bestows  from  above  ! 
Let  our  souls  and  all  within  us 
Praise  the  Lord  for  all  his  love. 

2  When  the  noontide  hour  is  beaming, 
Happy  songs  each  bird  is  singing, 
May  our  hearts  in  measure  ringing, 

Praise  our  Father  God  on  high  ; 
With  a  gentle  hand  he  leads  us, 

He  is  still  our  patient, loving  Friend, 
And  the  hand  we  now  are  holding 

Will  protect  us  to  the  end, 

3  When  the  evening  winds  are  sighing, 
And  the  light  is  softly  dying, 

Then,  to  nature's  voice  replying, 
Praise  our  Father  God  on  high ; 


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He  has  crowned  our  life  with  mercy, 
He  hasscattered  blessings  on  our  way, 

And  we  hope  to  see  and  praise  him 
In  the  realms  of  endless  day. 

— Jennie  Garnett 

39  Key  Eb. 

COME.O  my  soul.my  ev'ry  power  awaking, 

Look  unto  him  whose  goodness  crowns 

thy  days ;  [ing. 

While  into  song  angelic  choirs-  are  break- 
Oh.let  thy  voice  its  thankful  tribute  raise. 

Cho. — Tell  how  alone  the  path  of  death 
he  trod ;  [God  ; 

Tell   how  he  lives,  thy  Advocate  with 
Lift  up  thy  voice,  while  heaven's  trium- 
phant throng 
Swell  at  his  feet  the  everlasting  song. 

2  Think,  O  my  soul,  how    patiently   he 

sought  thee, 
Far,  far  away  upon  the  mountains  steep, 
Then  in  his  arms  how  tenderly  he  brought 

thee  [sheep. 

Home  to  his  fold,  a  weary,  wand'ring 

3  Sing,  O  my  soul,  and  let  thy  pure  devo- 

tion [and  Guide ; 

Rise  to  his  throne, — thy  Saviour, Friend, 

Sing  of  his  love,  that,  like  a  mighty  ocean 

Flows  unto  thee.and  all  the  world  beside. 

4  Soon,  O  my  soul,  thy  earthly  house  for- 

saking, [see ; 

Soon  shalt  thou  rise  the  better   land  to 
Then  wilt  thy  harp,  a  nobler  strain  awak- 
ing, [thee. 
Praise  him  who  died  to  purchase  life  fcr 
— Lizzie  Edwards. 

40  Key  Ab. 

Like  an  army  we  are  marching, 
In  the  service  of  the  Lord  ; 

Marching  onward  to  the  vict'ry 
He  has  promised  in  his  word. 

Cho. — Marching,  marching, 

Marching  brave  and  strong, 
Like  an  army  we  are  marching, 
While  we  sing  our  happy  song. 

2  Like  an  army  we  are  marching, 
With  our  banners,  day  by  day, 


Looking  ever  unto  Jesus, 
Trusting  him  to  guide  our  way. 

3  Like  an  army  we  are  marching, 
From  the  Sunday-school  we  come ; 

Trained  to  follow  our  Commander, 
Till  he  brings  us  safely  home. 

4  Like  an  army  we  are  marching, 
Many  trials  though  we  meet, — 

We  shall  count  them  scores  of  bless- 
When  we  rest  at  JesuS'  feet.     Tings, 
— Sallie  Martin. 

41  Key   C. 

Worthy  to  be  praised  is  God  my  Father ; 

He  is  my  Deliv'rer,  my  High  Tower; 
He  my  Strength  and  Buckler,  Horn  of  my 

Bless  him  for  his  mighty  power,  [salvation, 

Cho. — Worthy  to  be  praised,  worthy  to  be 
praised, 

Worthy  to  be  praised  forevermore  ; 
Thanks  and  adoration  for  his  great  salva- 

Praise  his  name  forevermore.         [tion  ; 

2  Worthy  to  be  praised  is  God  my  Saviour; 
Praise  him  for   his  mercy, — boundless 

grace;  [waters," 

'Twashisstrongarmdrewme  out  of  "many 
Brought  me  to  a  "wealthy  place." 

3  Worthy  to  be  praised  !  the  chant  unend- 

ing [throne; 

Rings   from    angel    chorus    round   the 

Yet  for  his  redemption  human  voicespraise 

Glory  to  our  God  alone  I  [him  : 

— E.  E.  Hewitt. 

42  Key  A. 

God  loved  the  world  so  tenderly 

His  only  Son  he  gave, 
That  all  who  on  his  name  believe 

Its  wondrous  power  will  save. 

Cho. — For  God  so  loved  the  world 
That  he  gave  his  only  Son, 
That  whosoever  believeth  in  him 

Should  not  perish,  should  not  perish. 
That  whosoever  believeth  in  him 

Should  not  perish,  but  have  everlasting, 

2  Oh,  love  that  only  God  can  feel, 
And  only  he  can  show! 


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Its  height  and  depth,  its  length  and 
breadth 
Nor  heaven  nor  earth  can  know ! 

3  Why  perish,  then,  ye  ransomed  ones? 
Why  slight  the  gracious  call  ? 

Why  turn  from  him  whose  words  pro- 
Eternal  life  to  all  ?  [claim 

4  O  Saviour,  melt  these  hearts  of  ours, 
And  teach  us  to  believe 

That  whosoever  comes  to  thee 
Shall  endless  life  receive. 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

43  Key  G. 

Light  in  our  darkness,  hope  in  our  fear, 
Joy  in  our  sorrow,  still  thou  art  near ; 
Constant,  unchanging,  praise  to  thy  name, 
Now  and  forever  thou  art  the  same. 

Cho. — Thou  hast  redeemed  us, — we  are 

thine  own ; 
Thou  wilt  not  leave  us  friendless  alone  ; 
Hope  to  the  promise  trustingly  clings, 
Thou  wilt  defend  us  under  thy  wings. 

2  Gifts  that  with  morning  fall  like  the  dew, 
Still  with  the  evening  cheer  us  anew ; 
Songs  of  rejoicing,  anthems  of  praise, 
Lord,  for  thy  goodness  help  us  to  raise. 

3  What  tho'  the  night  clouds  frown  on  the 

deep  ?  [keep ; 

Watch  o'er  thy  loved  ones  thine  eye  will 
.  Rocked  on  the  billow,  weak  and  dismayed, 
Thy  voice  will  whisper,  be  not  afraid. 

— Mable  F.  Long. 

44  Key  G. 

Out  on  the  midnight  deep 

Hear  thou  my  cry, 
Come  to  my  rescue,  Lord, 

Save  or  I  die. 
Let  not  the  stormy  waves 

Break  over  me, 
Reach  out  thy  loving  arm, 

Draw  me  to  thee. 

Cho. — Draw  me  to  thee,  Saviour, 
Draw  me  to  thee, 
Reach  out  thy  loving  arm, 
Draw  me  to  thee. 


2  Hope  of  the  desolate, 
Light  of  the  soul, 

Now  of  my  lonely  bark 

Take  thou  control. 
Yonder  the  Ark  of  Grace 

Dimly  I  see, 
Reach  out  thy  loving  arm, 

Draw  me  to  thee. 

3  Lord,  at  the  open  door 
Let  me  come  in, 

Heal  thou  my  broken  heart, 

Weary  of  sin. 
Close  to  thy  bleeding  side 

Still  would  I  be, 
Reach  out  thy  loving  arm, 

Draw  me  to  thee. 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

45  Key  C. 

Simply  trusting  ev'ry  day ; 
Trusting,  though  a  stormy  way; 
Even  when  my  faith  is  small, 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 

CHO.-Trusting  him  while  life  shall  last. 
Trusting  him  till  earth  is  past — 
Till  within  the  jasper  wall — 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 

2  Brightly  doth  his  Spirit  shine 
Into  this  poor  heart  of  mine. 
While  he  leads  I  cannot  fall, — 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 

3  Singing,  if  my  way  is  clear; 
Praying,  if  the  path  is  drear; 
If  in  danger,  for  him  call, — 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 

4  Trusting  as  the  moments  fly, 
Trusting  as  the  days  go  by, 
Trusting  him,  whate'er  befall, — 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 

— Edgar  Page. 

46  Key  F. 

Oh,  to  have  the  mind  of  Jesus, 
Purer  than  the  light  of  day  ; 

Calm  as  skies  that  smile  at  morning, 
When  the  storm  has  passed  away  ! 


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Cho. — Oh,  to  have  the  mind  of  Jesus ! 

Oh,  to  "see  him  as  he  is !  " 
This  our  highest,  holiest  longing, 

This  is  heaven's  crowning  bliss, 

2  Oh,  to  have  the  mind  of  Jesus, 
With  the  heav'nly  flame  aglow  ; 

Scatt'ring  love's  sweet  benefactions 
All  around  us  as  we  go ! 

3  Oh,  to  have  the  mind  of  Jesus, 
On  the  Father's  service  bent; 

Meek  and  lowly,  true  and  faithful, 
With  the  Father's  will  content! 

4  Oh,  to  have  the  mind  of  Jesus, 
When  like  him  the  cross  we  bear, 

Patient  in '*  much  tribulation," 
Joyful  through  the  pow'rof  prayer! 
— E.  E.  Hewitt. 

47  Key  Bb. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  the  hope  of  our  salva- 
tion ;  [trust  ; 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  our  soul's  abiding 
Great  are  his  works  and  wonderful  his  coun- 
sels; [just. 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  the  only  wise  and 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  our  strength  and  our 
Redeemer,                               [call, — 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  his  mighty  love  re- 
Tell  how  he  came  from  bondage  to  deliver, 
Tell  how  he  came  to  purchase  life  for  all. 

Cho. — Praise  ye  the  Lord,  for  good  it  is  to 
praise  him ; 
O  let  the  earth  his  majesty  proclaim  ; 
Shout,  shout  for  joy  and  bow  the  knee  be- 
fore him ; 
Sing  to  the  harp  and  magnify  his  name. 

2  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  whose  throne  is  ev- 
erlasting ;  [new ; 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  whose  gifts  are  ever 
Praise  ye  the   Lord,  whose  tender  mercy 
falleth 
Pure  as  the  rain  and  gentle  as  the  dew. 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  oh,  glory  !  hallelujah  ! 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  whose  kingdom  has 
no  end ;                                  [faithful, 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  who  watcheth  o'er  the 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  our  never  changing 
Friend.                    — Fanny  J.  Crosby.  I 


48  Key   C. 

Come  unto  me,  the  |  Saviour  said,:  || 
And  |  I  will  give  you  |  rest. 

Cho. — Oh,  the  blessed  words  of  Jesus ! 

Precious  words !  hallowed  words ! 
Oh,  the  blessed  words  of  Jesus! 

Words  of  life  to  me. 

2  I  am  the  way,  the  |  truth,  the  life,  :j| 

j  I  am  the  light  of  the  |  world. 

3  Take  up  the  cross,  and  |  follow  me, :|| 
And  j  thou  shalt  have  treasure  in  | 

heaven. 

4  Ask  and  it  shall  be  |  given  you,:|| 

[  Seek  and  ye  shall  |  find. 

5  He  that  believeth  |  on  the  Son,  :|j 
Hath  everlasting  |  life. 

6  Look  unto  me,  and  |  be  ye  saved,  :|| 
All  the  ends  of  the  |  earth. 

7  Blessed  are  the  |  pure  in  heart,  :|| 
For  |  they  shall  see  |  God. 

8  Re- 1  joiceandbeex-|ceedingglad,:|j 
For  I  great  is  your  reward  in  I  heaven. 

9  I  |  will  not  leave  you  |  comfortless,:  || 

I  will  come  unto  I  you.  r  „ 

[me, :  || 

io  If  |  any  man  thristlet  him  |  comeunto 

And  drink  of  the  water  of  |  life. 

n  Suffer  little  children  to  |  come  unto 
me,  :||  [heaven. 

For  of  |  such   is  the  kingdom   of  | 

12  I  |  go  to  prepare  a  |  place  for  you,  :|| 
In  my  Father's  house. 

— E.  E.  Hewitt. 

49  Key  A. 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door, 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before, 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

Cho. — Oh, let  the  dear  Saviourcomein, 
He'll  cleanse  the  heart  from  sin  ; 
Oh,  keep  him  no  more  out  at  the  door, 
But  let  the  dear  Saviour  come  in. 


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2  O  lovely  attitude, — he  stands 
With  melting  heart  and  open  hands; 
O  matchless  kindness,  and  he  sho  ''S 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 

3  But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed? 
He  will, — the  very  friend  you  need; 
The  friend  of  sinners?  Yes,  'tis  he, 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 

4  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine, 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine ; 
That  soul-destroying  monster,  Sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  Stranger  in. 

5  Admit  him,  ere  his  anger  burn, — 
His  feet,  departed,  ne'er  return  ; 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand 
You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand. 

—Jos.  Griggs. 

50  Key  Bb. 

The  Saviour  is  my  all  in  all, 
He  is  my  constant  theme ! 

By  simply  trusting  in  his  word 
He  keeps  me  pure  and  clean. 

Cho. — Glory  !  oh,  glory  ! 

Jesus  hath  redeemed  me; 
Glory  !  oh,  glory  ! 

He  washed  my  sins  away  ! 

2  His  Spirit  gives  sweet  peace  within, 

And  bids  all  care  depart ! 
He  fills  my  soul  with  righteousness, 
And  purifies  the  heart. 

3  And  whatsoever  I  may  ask, 

To  glorify  his  name, 
The  Father  freely  gives  to  me, 
Since  Christ  the  Saviour  came. 

4  Oh,  praise  the  Lord,  my  soul,  rejoice, 

Give  thanks  unto  thy  God  ! 
Who  took  thee  in  thy  sinfulness, 
And  cleansed  thee  by  his  blood  ! 
—P.  Bilhorn. 

51  Key  Eb. 

Tell  me  the  story  of  Jesus, 
Write  on  my  heart  ev'ry  word, 

Tell  me  the  story  most  precious, 
Sweetest  that  ever  was  heard ; 


Tell  how  the  angels,  in  chorus, 
Sang  as  they  welcomed  his  birth, — 

Glory  to  God  in  the  highest! 
Peace  and  good  tidings  to  earth. 

Cho. — Tell  me  the  story  of  Jesus, 
Write  on  my  heart  ev'ry  word, 
Tell  me  the  story  most  precious, 
Sweetest  that  ever  was  heard. 

2  Fasting,  alone  in  the  desert. 
Tell  of  the  days  that  he  passed, 

How  for  our  sins  he  was  tempted, 
Yet  was  triumphant  at  last; 

Tell  of  the  years  of  his  labor, 
Tell  of  the  sorrow  he  bore, 

He  was  despised  and  afflicted, 
Homeless,  rejected  and  poor. 

3  Tell  of  the  cross  where  they  nailed 
Writhing  in  anguish  and  pain  ;  [him, 

Tell  of  the  grave  where  they  laid  him, 

Tell  how  he  liveth  again  ; 
Love  in  that  story  so  tender, 

Clearer  than  ever  I  see ; 
Stay,  let  me  weep  while  you  whisper, 

Love  paid  the  ransom  for  me. 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

52  Key  F. 

O  BLESS  the  Lord,  our  souls  and  all  within ; 
O  bless  the  Lord,  who  pardons  ev'ry  sin  ; 
Give   thanks   to   him    with  ev'ry  fleeting 

breath ;  [death. 

Give  thanks  to  him  who  triumphed  over 
O  bless   the    Lord,  ye   angels   round   his 

throne,  [known ; 

Who  do  his  will  and  make  his  wonders 
Strike,  strike  your  harps.ye  ransomed  host 

above,  [love. 

With  rapture  sing,  and  shout  redeeming 

Cho. — O  bless  the  Lord,  our  souls  and  all 

within ; 
O  bless  the  Lord,  who  pardons  ev'ry  sin ; 
Give   thanks   to   him    with  ev'ry  fleeting 

breath;  [death. 

Give  thanks  to  him  who  triumphed  over 

2  O  bless  the  Lord,  ye  worlds  beyond  the 

sky ;  [reply ; 

Break  forth,  ye  depths,  let  rocks  and  hills 

Praise  him, ye  stars  that  saw  creation's  birth, 


Living  //ymns-B 


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Whose  music  hailed  the  pure  and  shining 

earth.  [dore, 

O  bless  the  Lord,  the  Prince  of  Peace  a- 

And  let  his  love  resound  from  shore  to 

shore ; 
O  bless  the  Lord  Jehovah,  King  of  kings, 
Who  guards  his  own  beneath  his  mighty 
wings.  —Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

53  Key  Eb. 

GOD  bless  our  Sabbath -school !  firmly  uni- 
Underthy banner thyglory  wesing;  [ted 

Strength  of  each  youthful  heart,  hope  never 
blighted, 
Be  thou  our  portion,  Jesus,  our  King. 

2  God  bless  our  Sabbath-school!  Almighty 

Father,  [wing; 

Shelter  thy  children  in  peace  'neath  thy 
Guide  in  the  narrow  way,  Heav'nward  us 
gather, 
Be  thou  our  refuge,  Jesus,  our  King. 

3  God  bless  our  Sabbath-school !  glorious 

Defender, 
Under  thy  banner  we  march  as  we  sing ; 
Lead  us  to  victory  ;  never  surrender, 
Thy  name  must  conquer,  Jesus, our  King. 
— Priscilla  J.  Owens. 

54  Key  Bb. 

OH,  the  song  of  the  soul  shall  not  die  nor 

grow  old,  [our  King! 

Nor  languish  nor  pine,  in  the  home  of 

But  as  ages  fly  onward  new  chords  shall 

unfold, 

New  melodies  meeting, inspire  us  to  sing. 

Cho. — 1| :  Oh  !  the  song  of  the  soul ! :  || 
Forever  in  glory  the  song  of  the  soul ! 

2  In  the  beautiful  land  far  away  o'er  the 

tide,  [of  Days 

The  jasper-walled  home  of  the  Ancient 

Where  the  ransomed  ones  shine  as  the  sun 

in  his  pride, 
Our  long  hallelujahs  of  glory  we'll  raise. 

3  And  the  fair,  golden  harps  in  the  hands 

of  the  blest  [give, 

Shall  thrill  to  a  touch  that  no  angel  can 

As  we  sing  in  that  land,  where  the  weary 

shall  rest,  [live. 

Of  One  who  hath  died  that  a  sinner  might 


4  And  as  ages  fly  onward.tho'  worlds  cease 

to  be,  [throng, 

And  perish  the  stars  that  in  heaven  do 

Still  the  joy  of  the  soul  shall  be  deathless 

and  free,  [of  her  song. 

And  deathless  and  free  the  sweet  notes 

— Rev.  Henry  A.  von  Dulsem. 

55  Key  Db. 

To-DAY  God  is  telling  a  wonderful  story, 
The  truest,  the  grandest  that  ever  was 
told; 

The  fullest  disclosure  of  grace  and  of  glory, 
Kept  hidden  from  all  the  prophets  of  old. 

CHO. — To-day  we're  telling  the  story, 
Wonderful,  wonderful  story, 
To-day  we're  telling  the  story, 
The  wonderful  story  of  love. 

2  He  brings  the  assurance  of  present  sal- 

vation, 
Eternal  as  God's  own  immutable  throne, 
Deliv'rance  foreverfromallcondemnation, 
A  standing  in  Christ,  the  place  of  a  son. 

3  This,  then,  is  the  day  when  with  love  far 

exceeding,  [ones  endow, 

With  all  that  he  has,  God  would  lost 

The  acceptable  time,  e'en  the  time  of  his 

pleading,  [now. 

The  day  of  salvation,  God's  wonderful 

56  Key  Bb. 

Praise  him  for  his  glory, 

Praise  him  for  his  grace, 
For  his  help  adapted 

To  each  time  and  place, 
For  his  promised  presence 

All  the  pilgrim  way, 
For  the  flaming  pillar, 

And  the  cloud  by  day. 

Cho. — Praise  him,  shining  angels, 

On  your  harps  of  gold, 
All  his  hosts  adore  him 

Who  his  face  behold, 
Thro'  his  great  dominion, 

While  the  ages  roll, 
|| :  All  his  works  shall  praise  him,:  || 

Bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 


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2  Praise  for  free  forgiveness, 

Power  which  makes  us  whole, 
For  his. touch  of  healing, 

Strengthening  the  soul, 
For  his  gifts  of  kindness 

And  his  loving  care, 
For  the  blest  assurance 

That  he  answers  prayer. 

3  Praise  him  for  the  trials 

Sent  as  cords  of  love, 
Binding  us  more  closely 

To  the  things  above, 
For  the  faith  that  conquers, 

Hope  that  naught  can  dim, 
For  the  land  where  loved  ones 

Gather  home  to  him. 

— E.  E.  Hewitt. 

57  Key  G, 

Steps  are  before  me,  dear  Saviour, 
Marking  the  path  thou  hast  trod ; 

So  would  my  feet  be  progressing 
Upward  and  onward  to  God. 

Cho. — More  of  thy  likeness,  dear  Sav- 
Less  of  myself  I  would  see ;     [iour, 

Born  in  thine  image,  and  growing 
More  and  more  like  unto  thee. 

2  Daily  thy  work  was  appointed, 
Wrought  by  no  hand  but  thine  own ; 

So  in  my  field  I  would  labor, 
Tho'  it  be  small  and  unknown. 

4  Burdens  were  laid  on  thy  shoulders, 
Meekly  thou  suffered  the  cross ; 

So  would  I  take  up  my  trials, 
Counting  them  gain  and  not  loss. 

4  Not  for  thyself,  but  for  others, 
Living  and  dying  for  love ; 

So  would  I  daily  be  spending, 
Till  I  shall  meet  thee  above. 

— Mrs.  E.  C.  Ellsworth. 

58  Key  F. 
Take  the  world,  but  give  me  Jesus, — 

All  its  joys  are  but  a  name ; 
But  his  love  abideth  ever, 

Thro'  eternal  years  the  same.      r      , 

3  [cy! 

Cho. — Oh, the  height  and  depth  of  mer- 
Oh,  the  length  and  breadth  of  love ! 


Oh.  the  fulness  of  redemption, 
Pledge  of  endless  life  above  ! 

2  Take  the  world,  but  give  me  Jesus, 
Sweetest  comfort  of  my  soul  ; 

With  my  Saviour  watching  o'er  me 
I  can  sing,  though  billows  roll. 

3  Take  the  world,  but  give  me  Jesus, 
Let  me  view  his  constant  smile; 

Then  throughout  my  pilgrim  journey 
Light  will  cheer  me  all  the  while. 

4  Take  the  world,  but  give  me  Jesus, 
In  his  cross  my  trust  shall  be, 

Till,  with  clearer,  brighter  vision, 
Face  to  face  my  Lord  I  see. 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

59  Key  Bb. 

Should  the  summons,  quickly  flying, 
On  the  slumb'ring  nations  fall, — 

Lo  !  the  Heav'nly  Bridegroom  cometh, 
Would  the  sound  your  souls  appal  ? 

Cho. — 1|:  Are  you  ready?  are youready? 
Should  you  hear  the  midnight  call? : j| 

2  What  if  now  the  startling  mandate 
Should  the  sleeping  virgins  hear, — 

Are  your  lamps  all  trimmed  and  burn- 
ing? 
Should  the  Bridegroom  now  appear? 

Cho. —  I':Areyou  ready?  areyouready? 
Now  to  see  your  Lord  appear ! :  || 

3  Is  there  oil  in  all  your  vessel's? 
Are  your  garments  pure  and  white? 

Are  they  washed  in-the  cleansing  Foun- 
Fit  to  stand  in  Jesus  sight?      [tain, 

Cho. —  ]j:Are  you  ready?  are  you  ready? 
Are  your  lamps  all  clear  and  bright?:  || 

4  Rise!  ye  virgins, — sleep  no  longer, — 
Lest  the  call  your  souls  surprise  ! 

Lest  ye  fail  to  meet  the  Bridegroom, 
When  he  cometh  from  the  skies. 

Cho. — Oh,  be  ready!  oh,  be  ready! 

When  he  cometh  from  the  skies ; 
Oh,  be  ready  !  oh,  be  ready  ! 

Hasten,  from  your  slumbers  rise  ! 

— Mary  D.  James. 


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60  Key  Eb. 

On  the  happy,  golden  shore, 
Where  the  faithful  part  no  more, 
When  the  storms  of  life  are  o'er, 

Meet  me  there ; 
Where  the  night  dissolves  away 
Into  pure  and  perfect  day, 
I  am  going  home  to  stay, 

Meet  me  there. 

Cho.— ||:  Meet  me  there,  :|| 

Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming, 

Meet  me  there ; 
When  the  storms  of  life  are  o'er, 
On  the  happy  golden  shore, 
Where  the  faithful  part  no  more, 
Meet  me  there. 

2  Here  our  fondest  hopes  are  vain, 
Dearest  links  are  rent  in  twain; 
But  in  heav'n  no  throb  of  pain, 

Meet  me  there  ; 
By  the  river  sparkling  bright, 
In  the  city  of  delight, 
Where  our  faith  is  lost  in  sight, 

Meet  me  there. 

3  Where  the  harps  of  angels  ring, 
And  the  blest  forever  sing, 

In  the  palace  of  the  King, 

Meet  me  there ; 
Where  in  sweet  communion  blend 
Heart   with   heart,  and  friend  with 
In  a  world  that  ne'er  shall  end,  [friend, 

Meet  me  there. 

— Henrietta  E.  Blair. 

61  Key  F. 

Whatsoever    burden    presses  on  thy 
heart,  [part, 

Take  it  to  thy  Saviour,  he  will  peace  im- 
Whatsoever  sorrow,  whatsoever  fear, 
Take  it  to  thy  Saviour,  he  will  help  and 

cheer. 
CHO. — Whosoever  cometh,  all  the  power 
may  know  [show. 

Of    each  "whosoever,"    and    its    fulness 
Oh,  the  love  of  Jesus!  oh,  his  grace  di- 
vine! [thine. 
Kingdom,  power  and  glory,  Lord,  be  ever 

2  Whatsoever  plea  thou  bringest   in  his 

name,  [the  same  ! 

Oh,  the  precious  promise,  through  ail  years 


Whatsoever  plea,  according  to  his  will, 
Pray, the  Father  hears  thee, and  will  answer 
still. 

3  Whatsoever  work  thy  hand  may  find  to 

do  [true, 

For  our  loving  Master,  service  good  and 
Faithful  be  and  earnest;  "do  it  with  thy 

might,"  [come  the  night. 

Work  while  sunshine   lingers,  soon   will 

4  Whatsoever  bidding  find  we  in  his  word, 
Whatsoever  precept  of  our  blessed  Lord, 
He  who  giveth  ever  strength  as  needs  each 
Surely  he  will  make  us  able  to  obey,  [day 

— E.  E.  Hewitt. 

62  Key  E. 

Steersman,  steersman,  the  channel's  rough 
and  dark. 

The  waves  roll  high,  the  winds  sweep  by, 
|| :  Now  whither  speeds  thy  bark  ?;\   [home, 

Sailing,  sailing,  to  reach  a  glorious 
Tho'  storms  assail  we  dare  the  gale, 

For  Jesus  bids  us  come. 

Cho.— Sailing  o'er  the  restless  tide, 

Sailing  thro'  the  gale  we  glide, 
There,  beyond  thebillows'  foam, 
We  see  the  lights  of  home. 

2  Steersman,   steersman,   the    stars     are 

•wrapped  in  mist. 
The  Polar  star  still  beams  afar 
|| :  On  hills  of  amethyst.  :|| 

Sailing,  sailing,  to  find  a  better  land, 
No   wind   that   blows  our  hope  o'er- 
throws, 
While  Christ  waits  on  the  strand. 

3  Steersman,  steersman,  how  wild  the  tem- 

pest raves  / 
The  floods  may  swell,  but  all  is  well, 
|| :  While  Jesus  walks  the  waves,  :j| 
Sailing,  sailing,  to   find   a   happier 
shore,  [night, 

A  pathway  bright  shines  through  the 
Where  friends  have  gone  before. 

— Priscilla  J.  Owens. 

63  Key'F. 
We've  'listed  in  a  holy  war, 

Battling:  for  the  Lord! 


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Eternal  life,  our  guiding  star, 
Battling  for  the  Lord  ! 

Cho. — 1| :  We'll  work  till  Jesus  comes,  :|| 
And  then  we'll  rest  at  home. 

2  We've  girded  on  our  armor  bright, 

Battling  for  the  Lord  !       [might, 
Our  Captain's  word  our  strength  and 
Battling  for  the  Lord  ! 

3  We:ll  stand  like  heroes  on  the  field, 

Battling  for  the  Lord  ! 
And  nobly  fight,  but  never  yield, 
Battling  for  the  Lord  ! 

4  Tho'  sin  and  death  our  way  oppose, 

Battling  for  the  Lord  ! 
Thro'  grace  we'llconquerallourfoes, 
Battling  for  the  Lord  ! 

5  And  when  our  glorious  war  is  o'er, 

Battling  for  the  Lord  ! 
We'll  shout  salvation  evermore, 
Battling  for  the  Lord ! 

64  Key  G. 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore ; 

Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power  : 

|| :  He  is  able,  he  is  willing,      [more. :  || 
He  is  able,  he  is  willing,  doubt  no 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome; 
God's  free  bounty  glorify; 

True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Ev'ry  grace  that  brings  you  nigh, 

|| :  Without  money,  without  money, 
Without  money,  come  to  Jesus  Christ 
and  buy. :  || 

3  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden, 
Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall; 

If  you  tarry  till  you're  better 
You  will  never  come  at  all ; 

|| :  Not  the  righteous,  not  the  righteous, 
Not    the    righteous, — sinners  Jesus 
came  to  call.  :|| 

4  Lo !  th'incarnate  God,  ascending, 
Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  : 

Venture  on  him,  venture  freely; 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude ; 


|| :  None  but  Jesus,  none  but  Jesus, 
None  but  Jesus,  can  do  helpless  sin- 
ners good. :  ||  —Joseph  Hart. 

65  Key  Ab. 

When  doubt  and  conflict  weigh   me 

And  clouds  before  me  rise,     [down, 
Whose  gath'ring  gloom  and  deep'ning 

With  sorrow  fills  mine  eyes,    [shade 
'Tis  then  I  lift  my  fainting  soul 

In  prayer  that  I  may  be 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee. 

2  When  joys  that  once  I  thought  so  true 
Have  lost  each  balmy  sweet, 

And  withered  hopes,  like  summer  flow- 
Lie  crushed  beneath  my  feet,     [ers, 

With  quivering  lip  and  yearning  heart 
I  pray  on  bended  knee, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee. 

3  While  day  by  day  I  journey  on 
To  reach  that  world  sublime, 

That  stands  in  perfect  loveliness 

Beyond  the  shore  of  time  ; 
My  faith  looks  up  and  softly  breathes 
The  prayer  so  dear  to  me, 
Nearer,,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee. 

— Martha  J.  Lankton. 

66  Key  Eb. 

UP  to  the  bountiful  Giver  of  life, — 
Gathering  home  !  gathering  home! 

Up  to  the  dwelling  where  cometh  no  strife, 
The  dear  ones  are  gathering  home. 

CHO.— Gatheringhome  [gathering home  ! 

Never  to  sorrow  more,  never  to  roam  ; 
Gathering  home  !  gathering  home  ! 

God's  children  are  gathering  home. 

2  Up  to  the  city  where  falleth  no  night, — 
Gathering  home  !  gathering  home  ! 

Up  where  the  Saviour's  own  face  is  the 
Thedearones  are  gathering  home.[light, 

3  Up  to  the  beautiful  mansions  above, — 
Gathering  home  !  gathering  home  ! 

Safe  in  the  arms  of  his  infinite  love, 
The  dear  ones  are  gathering  home. 

— Miss  Mariana  B.  Slade. 


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67  Key  D. 

Anywhere  with  Jesus  I  can  safely  go, 
Anywhere  he  leads  me  in  this  world  below. 
Anywhere,  without  him ,  dearest  joys  would 
Anywhere  with  Jesus  I  am  not  afraid,  [fade, 

CHO. — Anywhere !  anywhere  ! 
Fear  I  cannot  know, 
Anywhere  with  Jesus 
I  can  safely  go. 

2  Anywhere  with  Jesus  I  am  not  alone, 
Other  friends  may  fail  me.heisstillmyown. 
Tho'  his  hand  may  lead  me  over  drearest 

ways, 
Anywhere  with  Jesus  is  a  house  of  praise. 

3  Anywhere  with  Jesus  I  can  go  to  sleep, 
When  the  darkling  shadows  round  about 

me  creep ;  [roam, 

Knowing  I  shall  waken  never  more  to 
Anywhere  with  Jesus  will  be  home,  sweet 

home.  —Jessie  H.  Brown 

68  Key  E. 

A  little  talk  with  Jesus, 

How  it  smoothes  the  rugged  road  ! 
How  it  seems  to  help  me  onward, 

When  I  faint  beneath  my  load ; 
When  my  heart  is  crush'd  with  sorrow, 

And  my  eyes  with  tears  are  dim, 
There  is  naught  can  yield  me  comfort 

Like  a  little  talk  with  him. 

2  Ah,  this  is  what  I'm  wanting, 

His  lovely  face  to  see ; 
And  I'm  not  afraid  to  say  it, 

I  know  he's  wanting  me. 
He  gave  his  life  a  ransom, 

To  make  me  all  his  own, 
And  he'll  ne'er  forget  his  promise 

To  me,  his  purchased  one. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  him, 

Nor  would  I  if  I  could, 
He  is  my  daily  portion, 

My  medicine  and  food. 
He  is  altogether  lovely  ; 

None  can  with  him  compare ; 
Chiefest  among  ten  thousand, 

And  fairest  of  the  fair. 

4  So  I'll  wait  a  little  longer, 

Till  his  appointed  time, 


And  along  the  upward  pathway 
My  pilgrim  feet  shall  climb. 

There,  in  my  Father's  dwelling, 
Where  many  mansions  be, 

I  shall  sweetly  talk  with  Jesus, 
And  he  will  talk  with  me. 

69  Key  D. 

Take  my  life,  and  let  it  be 
Consecrated,  Lord,  to  thee; 
Take  my  hands  and  let  them  move 
At  the  impulse  of  thy  love. 

Cho. — Wash  me  in  the  Saviour's  pre- 
cious blood, 
Cleanse  me  in  its  purifying  flood,    [be 
Lord,  I  give  to  thee  my  life  and  all,  to 
Thine,  henceforth,  eternally. 

2  Take  my  feet,  and  let  them  be 
Swift  and  beautiful  for  thee  ; 
Take  my  voice  and  let  me  sing 
Always,  only,  for  my  King. 

3  Take  my  lips,  and  let  them  be 
Filled  with  messages  for  thee  ; 
Take  my  silver  and  my  gold, — 
Not  a  mite  would  I  withhold. 

4  Take  my  moments  and  my  days, 
Let  them  flow  in  endless  praise ; 
Take  my  intellect,  and  use 
Ev'ry  power  as  thou  shalt  choose. 

5  Take  my  will,  and  make  it  thine; 
It  shall  be  no  longer  mine; 

Take  my  heart, — it  is  thine  own, — 
It  shall  be  thy  royal  throne. 

6  Take  my  love, — my  Lord,  I  pour 
At  thy  feet  its  treasure-store  ! 
Take  myself,  and  I  will  be 
Ever,  only,  all  for  thee  ! 

Frances  Ridley  Havergal. 

70  Key  Ab. 

Thy  Saviour  calls !  oh,  come  and  see 
What  things  he  hath  prepared  for  thee ! 
Life,  love,  and  joy,  from  God  on  high, 
By  Christ  himself  to  thee  brought  nigh, 

Cho. —  ||:"Him  that  cometh,  him  that 
Him  that  cometh  to  me,  [cometh, 
I  will  in  no  wise,  I  will  in  no  wise, 
I  will  in  no  wise  cast  out."  :|| 


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2  Thy  Saviour  calls!  oh,  can  it  be 
That  call  has  no  sweet  charm  for  thee ! 
Wilt  thou  not  turn  and  give  him  heed  ? 
Wilt  thou  notthink  while hetdoth plead? 

3  Thy  Saviour  calls!  he  knows  thy  sin: 
But  trust  him  now,  he'll  enter  in : 
And  he  thy  heart  will  purify, 

And  ev'ry  needed  grace  supply. 

— Jessie  C.  Young. 

71  Key  C. 

Angels  above  are  singing, 
Heavenly  harps  are  ringing, 
Voices  to  me  are  bringing 

Whispers  of  joy  to  be ; 
Oh,  to  be  yonder,  up  yonder, 
Never,  no,  never  to  wander, 
Ever  my  heart  growing  fonder, — 

Fonder,  dear  Master,  of  thee. 

2  There,  where  thestars  are  gleaming, 
There,  where  thy  smile  is  beaming, 
Sweetly  my  soul  is  dreaming, 

Longing  thy  face  to  see : 
Ever  thy  power  confessing, — 
Seeking  thy  favor  and  blessing, 
Still  is  my  soul  ever  pressing, — 

Pressing  yet  nearer  to  thee. 

3  Nevermore  sin  nor  sighing, 
Nevermore  grief  nor  crying, 
Nevermore  pain  nor  dying, — 

Joy  evermore  for  me : 
Praising  thee  ever  and  ever, 
Leaving  thee  never,  no,  never, 
Dwelling  in  glory  forever, — 

Ever,  forever  with  thee. 

— Francis  A.  Simkins. 

72  Key  -Eh. 
My  Father  is  rich  in  houses  and  lands 
He  holdeth  the  wealth  of  the  world  in  his 

hands ! 
Of  rubies  and  diamonds,  of  silver  and  gold 
His  coffers  are  full, — he  has  riches  untold. 

CHO. — 1| :  I'm  the  child  of  a  King, 
The  child  of  a  King ; 
With  Jesus  my  Saviour 
I'm  the  child  of  a  King.  :|| 

2  My  Father's  own  Son,  the  Saviour  from 

sin,  [men, 

Once  wander'd  o'er  earth  as  the  poorest  of 


But  now  he  is  reigning  forever  on  high,  [by. 
And  will  give  me  a  home  in  heaven  by  and 

3  I  once  was  an  outcast  stranger  on  earth, 
A  sinner  by  choice,  an  alien  by  birth ! 
But  I've  been  adopted,  my  name's  written 

down, — 
An  heir  to  a  mansion,  a  robe  and  a  crown. 

4  A  tent  or  a  cottage,  why  should  I  care  ? 
They're  building  a  palace  for  me  over 

there !  [sing : 

Tho'  exiled  from  home,  yet,  still  I  may 

All  glory  to  God,  I'm  the  child  of  a  King. 

— Hattie  E.  Buell. 

73  Key  Eb. 

I  gave  my  life  for  thee, 
My  precious  blood  I  shed, 

f  hat  thou  might'st  ransomed  be, 
And  quickened  from  the  dead ; 

I  gave  my  life  for  thee ; 

What  hast  thou  done  for  me  ? 

Cho—  II : This  I  did  for  thee, 

What  hast  thou  done  for  me  ? :  || 

2  I  spent  long  years  for  thee 

In  weariness  and  woe, 
That  one  eternity 

Of  joy  thou  mightest  know; 
I  spent  long  years  for  thee ; 
Hast  thou  spent  one  for  me? 

3  My  Father's  house  of  light, 

My  rainbow-circled  throne, 
I  left  for  earthly  night, 

For  wand'rings  sad  and  lone; 
I  left  it  all  for  thee ; 
Hast  thou  left  aught  for  me? 

4  I  suffered  much  for  thee, — 

More  than  my  tongue  can  tell, 
Of  bitterest  agony ; 

To  rescue  thee  from  hell; 
I  suffered  much  for  thee ; 
What  dost  thou  bear  for  me  ? 

5  And  I  have  brought  to  thee, 

Down  from  my  house  above, 
Salvation  full  and  free, 

My  pardon  and  my  love; 
Great  gifts  I  brought  to  thee ; 
What  hast  thou  brought  to  me  ? 


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6  Oh,  let  thy  life  be  given, 

Thy  years  for  me  be  spent, 
World  fetters  all  be  riven, 

And  joy  with  suffering  blent; 
Give  thou  thyself  to  me, 
And  I  will  welcome  thee  ! 

— H.  Bonar. 

74  Key  D. 

Onward  still,  and  upward, 

Follow  evermore 
Where  our  mighty  Leader 

Goes  in  love  before ; 
"  Looking  unto  Jesus," 

Reach  a  helping  hand 
To  a  struggling  neighbor, 

Helping  him  to  stand. 

Cho. — Marching  onward,  upward, 
Marching  steadily,  onward, 

Jesus  leads  the  way, 
Marching  onward,  upward, 
Onward  unto  glory, 

To  the  perfect  day. 

2  Onward,  ever  onward, 

Thro'  the  pastures  green, 
Where  the  streams  flow  softly, 

Under  skies  serene; 
Or,  if  need  be,  upward, 

O'er  the  rocky  steep, 
Trusting  him  who  guides  us, 

Strong  to  save  and  keep. 

3  Upward,  ever  upward, 

T'ward  the  radiant  glow, 
Far  above  the  valley, 

Where  the  mist  hangs  low; 
On,  with  songs  of  gladness, 

Till  the  march  shall  end. 
Where  ten  thousand  thousand 

Hallelujahs  blend. 

— E.  E.  Hewitt. 

75  Key  Eb. 
The  Great  Physician  now  is  here, 

The  sympathizing  Jesus : 
He  speaks  the  drooping  heart  to  cheer, 
Oh,  hear  the  voice  of  Jesus. 

Cho. — Sweetest  note  in  seraph  song. 
Sweetest  name  on  mortal  tongue, 
Sweetest  carol  ever  sung, 
Jesus,  blessed  Jesus. 


2  Your  many  sins  are  all  forgiven, 
Oh,  hear  the  voice  of  Jesus; 

Go  on  your  way  in  peace  to  heaven, 
And  wear  a  crown  with  Jesus. 

3  All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb! 
I  now  believe  in  Jesus; 

1  love  the  blessed  Saviour's  name, 
I  love  the  name  of  Jesus. 

4  The   children   too,  both   great  and 
Who  love  the  name  of  Jesus,  [small, 

May  now  accept  his  gracious  call 
To  work  and  live  for  Jesus. 

5  Come,  brethren,  help   me   sing   his 
Oh, praise  the  name  of  Jesus  ;  [praise, 

Come,  sisters,  all  your  voices  raise, 
Oh,  bless  the  name  of  Jesus. 

6  His  name  dispels  my  guilt  and  fear, 
N-o  other  name  but  Jesus; 

Oh,  how  my  soul  delights  to  hear 
The  precious  name  of  Jesus. 

7  And  when  to  that  bright  world  above 
We  rise  to  see  our  Jesus, 

We'll  sing  around  the  throne  of  love 
His  name,  the  name  of  Jesus. 

—Rev.  Wra.  H.  Hunter.  D.  D. 

76—77  Key  F. 

Sing  on,  ye  joyful  pilgrims, 

Nor  think  the  moments  long; 
My  faith  is  heav'nward  rising 

With  ev'ry  tuneful  song; 
Lo  !  on  the  mount  of  blessing, 

The  glorious  mount !  I  stand, 
And,  looking  over  Jordan. 

I  see  the  promised  land. 

Cho. — 1| :  Sing  on  ;  oh,  blissful  music ! 
With  ev'ry  note  you  raise 
My  heart  is  filled  with  rapture, 
My  soul  is  lost  in  praise. :  || 

2  Sing  on,  ye  joyful  pilgrims, 

While  here  on  earth  we  stay 
Let  songs  of  home  and  Jesus 

Beguile  each  fleeting  day; 
Sing  on  the  grand  old  story 

Of  his  redeeming  love, — 
The  everlasting  chorus 

That  fills  the  realms  above. 


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3  Sing  on,  ye  joyful  pilgrims, 
The  time  will  not  be  long 
Till  in  our  Father's  kingdom 

We  swell  a  nobler  song, 
Where  those  we  love  are  waiting 

To  greet  us  on  the  shore, 
We'll  meet  beyond  the  river, 
Where  surges  roll  no  more. 

— Carrie  M.  Wilson. 

78  Key  Bb. 
Up  for  Jesus !  up  and  onward  ! 

Hear  him  saying,  "follow  me;  " 
In  the  noble  christian  army 
Faithful  soldiers  let  us  be. 

Cho. — Marching  on  with  singing, 
Sweetest  music  bringing 

Unto  him  that  shall  reign  ; 
Let  the  world  before  us 
Hear  the  joyful  chorus, 
Hallelujah,  amen. 

2  Up  for  Jesus !  up  and  onward ! 

In  the  early  morning  bright, 
With  the  watchword  on  our  banner, 
Brave  defenders  of  the  right. 

3  Up  for  Jesus  !  up  and  onward  ! 

Through  the  conflict  firmly  stand; 
For  we  cannot  lose  a  battle 
With  our  Leader  in  command. 

4  Up  for  Jesus !  up  and  onward ! 

He  will  guide  us  with  his  eye; 

He  has  promised  if  we  trust  him, 

We  shall  conquer  by  and  by. 

— Sallie  Martin. 

79  Key   G. 

I  have  a  song  I  love  to  sing, 
Since  I  have  been  redeemed, 

Of  my  Redeemer,  Saviour,  King, 
Since  I  have  been  redeemed. 

Cho. —  !|  :Since  I  have  been  redeemed, :  || 
I  will  glory  in  his  name, 
Since  I  have  been  redeemed, 

I  will  glory  in  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  I  have  a  Christ  that  satisfies, 
Since  I  have  been  redeemed, 
To  do  his  will  my  highest  prize, 
Since  I  have  been  redeemed. 


3  I  have  a  Witness  bright  and  clear, 

Since  I  have  been  redeemed, 

Dispelling  every  doubt  and  fear, 

Since  I  have  been  redeemed. 

4  I  have  a  joy  I  can't  express, 

Since  I  have  been  redeemed, 
All  thro'  his  blood  and  righteousness, 
Since  I  have  been  redeemed. 

5  I  have  a  home  prepared  for  me, 

Since  I  have  been  redeemed, 
Where  I  shall  dwell  eternally, 
Since  I  have  been  redeemed. 

— E.  O.  Excell. 

80  Key  Eb 

Hear  the  footsteps  of  Jesus, 

He  is  now  passing  by, 
Bearing  balm  for  the  wounded, 

Healing  all  who  apply ; 
As  he  spake  to  the  suff 'rer 

WTho  lay  at  the  pool, 
He  is  saying  this  moment, 

"  Wilt  thou  be  made  whole?  " 

Cho. — 1| :  Wilt  thou  be  made  whole  ? :  || 
O  come,  weary  suff' rer, 

O  come,  sin-sick  soul ; 
See,  the  life-stream  is  flowing, 

See,  the  cleansing  waves  roll, 
Step  into  the  current, 

And  thou  shalt  be  whole. 

2  'Tis  the  voice  of  that  Saviour, 

Whose  merciful  call 
Freely  offers  salvation 

To  one  and  to  all; 
He  is  now  beck'ning  to  him 

Each  sin-tainted  soul, 
And  lovingly  asking, 

"  Wilt  thou  be  made  whole?  '' 

3  Are  you  halting  and  struggling, 

O'erpowered  by  your  sin, 
While  the  waters  are  troubled 

Can  you  not  enter  in? 
Lo,  the  Saviour  stands  waiting 

To  strengthen  your  soul, 
He  is  earnestly  pleading. 

"Wilt  thou  be  made  whole?  " 


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4  Blessed  Saviour,  assist  us 
To  rest  on  thy  word  ; 
Let  the  soul-healing  power 

On  us  now  be  out-poured : 
Wash  away  ev'ry  sin-spot, 

Take  perfect  control, 
Say  to  each  trusting  spirit, 

"  Thy  faith  makes  thee  whole." 
— Wm,  J.  Kirkpatrick. 

81  Key  G. 

Sing  them  over  again  to  me, 
Wonderful  words  of  Life ; 

Let  me  more  of  their  beauty  see, 
Wonderful  words  of  Life. 

Words  of  life  and  beauty, 

Teach  me  faith  and  duty  ; 

|| :  Beautiful  words,  wonderful  words, 
Wonderful  words  of  Life. :  || 

2  Christ,  the  blessed  One,  gives  to  all 

Wonderful  words  of  Life  ; 
Sinner,  list  to  the  loving  call, 

Wonderful  words  of  Life. 
All  so  freely  given, 
Wooing  us  to  heaven. 
||:  Beautiful  words,  wonderful  words, 

Wonderful  words  of  Life. :  || 

3  Sweetly  echo  the  gospel  call, 

Wonderful  words  of  Life  ; 
Offer  pardon  and  peace  to  all, 

Wonderful  words  of  Life. 
Jesus,  only  Saviour, 
Sanctify  forever. 
||:  Beautiful  words,  wonderful  words, 

Wonderful  words  of  Life.  :|| 

—P.  P.  Bliss. 

82—83  Key  Ab. 

THE  Lord  is  my  shepherd,  my  keeper  and 

guide,  [provide ; 

My  wants  he'll  supply,  and  for  me  he'll 
In  midst  of  green  pastures  he  makes  me 

to  lie, 
Beside  the  still  waters  that  gently  pass  by. 

Cho. — My  Shepherd  will  provide,  what- 
ever may  betide ; 
I  am  secure,  for  his  promise  is  sure, 
The  Lord  will  provide. 
2  Whenever  I  wander,  and  leave  the  true 
way,  [stray ; 

And  like  a  lost  sheep  from  the  flock  go  a- 


My  soul  he  restores  to  the  path  that  is  right, 
He  leads  me  in  safety,  I  walk  in  his  light. 

3  When  called  to  surrender  my  faltering 

breath,  [death, 

And  pass  thro'  the  vale  of  the  shadow  of 
The  presence  of  Jesus  will  brighten  the 

tomb,  [gloom, 

With  hope  and  with  gladness  dispelling  its 

4  For  me  his  free  bounty  a  table  has  spread; 
And  blessings  unmeasured  he  pours  on  my 

head; 

My  cup  with  abundance  and  joy  over- 
flows ;  [woes. 

He  dries  all  my  tears,  and  he  heals  all  my 

5  His  goodness  and  mercy  shall  crown  all 

my  days,  [and  praise; 

My  mouth  shall  be  filled  with  thanksgiving 

I'll  dwell  in  his  temple  of  glory  above, 

And  sing  evermore  of  his  grace  and  his  love. 

— Rev.  Joseph  H.  Martin. 

84  Key  G. 

Only  a  beam  of  sunshine, 

But  oh,  it  was  warm  and  bright; 
The  heart  of  a  weary  trav'ler 

Was  cheered  by  its  welcome  sight. 
Only  a  beam  of  sunshine 

That  fell  from  the  arch  above, 
And  tenderly,  softly  whispered 

A  message  of  peace  and  love. 

Cho. — Only  a  word  for  Jesus, 

Only  a  whispered  prayer 
Over  some  grief-worn  spirit 
May  rest  like  a  sunbeam  fair. 

2  Only  a  beam  of  sunshine, 

That  into  a  dwelling  crept, 
Where,  over  a  fading  rosebud, 

A  mother  her  vigil  kept. 
Only  a  beam  of  sunshine 

That  smiled  thro'  her  falling  teare, 
And  showed  her  the  bow  of  promise, 

Forgotten  perhaps  for  years. 

3  Only  a  word  for  Jesus! 

Oh,  speak  it  in  his  dear  name; 
To  perishing  souls  around  you 
The  message  of  love  proclaim. 


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Go,  like  the  faithful  sunbeam, 
Your  mission  of  joy  fulfil ; 

Remember  the  Saviour's  promise, 
That  he  will  be  with  you  still. 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

85  Key  Eb. 
Let  us  ask  the  precious  Saviour 

To  go  with  us  while  we  part, 
For  his  presence  in  life's  journey 

Peace  and  comfort  will  impart. 
Cho. — Long  our  hallowed  prayer  will 

Mingling  with  sweet  melody  ;  [linger, 
Be  our  wish  at  parting,  "Mispah,"  [me. 

May  the  Lord  keep  watch  over  you  and 

2  Know  we  not  what  changes  wait  us, 
But  we  know  our  mighty  Guide, 

Safe  are  we  in  his  dear  keeping, 
Happy,  when  he  walks  beside. 

3  In  his  tender  hands  entrusting 
Ev'ry  link  in  love's  bright  chain ; 

'Tis  a  blessed  hope  that  whispers, 
Surely  we  shall  meet  again. 

4  Meet  again,  no  more  to  sever, 
In  the  "  beautiful  beyond," 

Where  the  love  of  our  Redeemer 
Is  the  strongest,  sweetest  bond. 

— £.  E.  Hewitt. 

86  Key  Ab. 

I  love  to  tell  the  story 

Of  unseen  things  above, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  glory, 

Of  Jesus  and  his  love! 
I  love  to  tell  the  story ! 

Because  I  know  it's  true; 
It  satisfies  my  longings 

As  nothing  else  would  do. 

Cho. — I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

'Twill  be  my  theme  in  glory, 
To  tell  the  old,  old  story, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 

2  I  love  to  tell  the  story ! 

More  wonderful  it  seems 
Than  all  the  golden  fancies 

Of  all  our  golden  dreams. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story ! 

It  did  so  much  for  me ! 
And  that  is  just  the  reason 

I  tell  it  now  to  thee. 


3  I  love  to  tell  the  story ! 

'Tis  pleasant  to  repeat 
What  seems,  each  time  I  tell  it, 

More  wonderfully  sweet. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story ; 

For  some  have  never  heard 
The  message  of  salvation 

From  God's  own  holy  Word. 

4  I  love  to  tell  the  story ! 

For  those  who  know  it  best 
Seem  hungering  and  thirsting 

To  hear  it  like  the  rest. 
And  when,  in  scenes  of  glory, 

I  sing  the  New,  New  Song, 
'Twill  be  the  Old,  Old  Story, 

That  I  have  loved  so  long. 

— Miss  Kate  Hankey. 

87  Key  Eb. 

Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing, 
Thou  art  scatt'ring  full  and  free- 
Showers,  the  thirsty  land  refreshing; 
Let  some  droppings  fall  on  me. — 
Even  me,  even  me, 
Showers,  the  thirsty  land  refreshing; 
Let  some  droppings  fall  on  me. 

2  Pass  me  not,  O  gracious  Father! 
Sinful  though  my  heart  may  be  ; 

Thou  might'st  leave  me,  but  the  rather 
Let  thy  mercy  fall  on  me. — 
Even  me,  even  me,  etc. 

3  Pass  me  not,  O  tender  Saviour! 
Let  me  live  and  cling  to  thee; 

I  am  longing  for  thy  favor; 
Whilst  thou'rt  calling,  oh,  call  me.— 
Even  me,  even  me,  etc. 

4  Pass  me  not,  O  mighty  Spirit! 
Thou  can'st  make  the  blind  to  see; 

Witnesser  of  Jesus'  merit, 
Speak  the  word  of  power  to  me, — 
Even  me,  even  me,  etc. 

5  Love  of  God,  so  pure  and  changeless; 
Blood  of  Christ,  so  rich  and  free ; 

Grace  of  God ,  so  strong  and  boundless, 
Magnify  them  all  in  me, — 
Even  me,  even  me,  etc. 

— Mrs.  E.  Conder. 


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88  Key  Eb. 

What  shall  separate  us 

From  the  love  that  bought  us? 
Shall  the  pangs  of  anguish 

Which  the  cross  hath  wrought  us? 
Doubtings  and  distresses, 

Fiery  trials  prove  us  ; 
Yet  am  I  persuaded 

None  of  these  shall  move  us. 

Cho. — ||:We  are  more  than  conquerors, 
More,  yea,  more;  :|| 
||:We  are  more  than  conquerors,:  || 
Thro'  him  that  loved  us. 

2  Things  to  come  or  present, 

Whatsoe'er  betide  us, — 
Life  nor  death  shall  ever 

From  our  Lord  divide  us; 
Angels,  powers,  dominions, 

These  shall  fall  before  us  ; 
Clothed  in  his  salvation, 

With  his  banner  o'er  us. 

3  Depths  that  are  beneath  us, 

Heights  that  are  above  us, 
Have  no  power  to  sunder, 

Since  he  stooped  to  love  us. 
Prince  of  our  Redemption, 

Sons  to  glory  bringing, 
Thou  hast  made  from  sinners 

Victors,  crowned  and  singing. 

— Mrs.  Flora  B.  Harris. 

89  Key  Bb. 

SOWING  in  the  morning,  sowing  seeds  of 

kindness,  [eves; 

Sowing  in  the  noontide,  and  the  dewy 

Waiting  for  the  harvest,  and  the  time  of 

reaping,  [sheaves. 

We  shall  come  rejoicing,  bringing  in  the 

CHO. —  ||:Bringing  in  the  sheaves,  bringing 

in  the  sheaves,  [sheaves.  :|| 

We  shall  come  rejoicing,  bringing  in  the 

2  Sowing  in  the  sunshine,  sowing  in  the 

shadows,  [ing  breeze; 

Fearing  neither  clouds  nor  winter'schill- 

By  and  by  the  harvest, and  the  labor  ended, 

We  shall  come  rejoicing,  bringing  in  the 

sheaves. 


3  Go,  then,  ever  weeping,  sowing  for  the 

Master,  [grieves ; 

Tho'  the  loss  sustained  our  spirit  often 

When  our  weeping's  over  he  will  bid  us 

welcome,  [sheaves. 

We  shall  come  rejoicing,  bringing  in  the 

90  Key  C. 

Little  children  of  Jesus, 

We  carol  his  praise, 
Praise  our  mighty  Redeemer 

In  childhood's  bright  days; 
Jesus  loves  us,  and  folds  us 

In  tender  embrace : 
Like  the  sunbeams  of  morning 

The  smiles  of  his  grace. 

Cho. — 1|:  Sweetly  sing,  gladly  sing,  :|| 
Little  children  of  Jesus, 

Our  voices  shall  ring, 
Oh,  what  happy  hosannas 

To  Jesus  our  King ! 

2  Like  a  bird  in  the  heart, 

Is  the  music  of  love, 
Rising  joyfully  upward 

To  Jesus  above ; 
Dearer  far  to  his  sight  than 

The  blossoms  of  spring 
Are  the  deeds  of  affection 

His  little  ones  bring. 

3  Let  us  follow  his  word, 

Praying  daily  to  grow 
In  his  beautiful  likeness, 

His  glory  to  show  ; 
He  will  give  us  his  blessing 

Till,  full  of  delight, 
We  shall  sing  hallelujah, 

In  mansions  so  bright. 

— Lidie  E.  Hewitt. 

91  Key  D. 

There  is  rest,  sweet  rest,  at  the  Master's 
There  is  favor  now  at  the  mercy  seat,  [feet, 
For  atoningbloodhasbeensprinkled  there; 
There  is  always  a  blessing,  a  blessing  in 
prayer. 

Cho. — There's  a  blessing  in  prayer,  in  be- 
lieving prayer ;  [bear, 
When  our  Saviour's  name  to  the  throne  we 


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Then  a  Father's  love  will  receive  us  there  ; 
There  is  always  a  blessing,  a  blessing  in 
prayer. 

2  There  is  grace  to  help  in  our  time  of  need, 
For  our  friend  above  is  a  friend  indeed, 
We  may  cast  on  him  ev'ry  grief  and  care  ; 
There  is  always  a  blessing,  a  blessing  in 

.    prayer, 

3  When  our  songs  are  glad  with  the  joy  of 
life,  [strife, 

When  our  hearts  are  sad  with  its  ills  and 
When  the  powers  of  sin  would  the  soul 
ensnare,  [prayer. 

There  is  always  a  blessing,  a  blessing  in 

4  There  is  perfectpeacetho'  the  wild  waves 
roll; 

There  are  gifts  of  love  for  the  seeking  soul ; 
Till  we  praise  the  Lord  in  his  home  so  fair, 
There  is  always  a  blessing,  a  blessing  in 
prayer.  — E.  E.  Hewitt. 

92  Key  F. 

Hark  the  song  of  holy  rapture, 

Hear  it  break  from  yonder  strand, 
Where  our  friends  for  us  are  waiting, 

In  the  golden,  summer  land  ; 
They  have  reach'd  the  port  of  glory, 

O'er  the  Jordan  they  have  passed, 
|:  And  with  millions  they  are  shouting, 

Home  at  last,  home  at  last.  :j| 

2  Oh,  the  long  and  sweet  reunion, 
Where  the  bells  of  time  shall  cease, 

Oh,  the  greeting,  endless  greeting. 

On  the  vernal  heights  of  peace ; 
Where  the  hoping  and  desponding 

Of  the  weary  heart  are  past, 
|:  And  we  enter  life  eternal, — 

Home  at  last,  home  at  last.  :|| 

3  Look  beyond,  the  skies  are  clearing ; 
See,  the  mist  dissolves  away; 

Soon  our  eyes  will  catch  the  dawning 

Of  a  bright,  celestial  day ; 
Soon  the  shadows  will  be  lifted 

That  around  us  now  are  cast, 
]':  And  rejoicing  we  shall  gather 

Home  at  last,  home  at  last.  :j] 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


93  Key  Ab. 

Lord,  I  care  not  for  riches, 
Neither  silver  nor  gold  ; 

1  would  make  sure  of  heaven, 
I  would  enter  the  fold. 

In  the  book  of  thy  kingdom, 

With  its  pages  so  fair, 
Tell  me,  Jesus,  my  Saviour, 

Is  my  name  written  there? 

Cho. — Is  my  name  written  there, 

On  the  page  white  and  fair? 

In  the  book  of  thy  kingdom, 
Is  my  name  written  there? 

2  Lord,  my  sins  they  are  many, 

Like  the  sands  of  the  sea, 
But  thy  blood,  O  my  Saviour! 

Is  sufficient  for  me; 
For  thy  promise  is  written, 

In  bright  letters  that  glow, 
"Though  your  sins  be  as  scarlet, 

I  will  make  them  like  snow." 

3  Oh  !  that  beautiful  city, 

With  its  mansions  of  light, 
WTith  its  glorified  beings, 

In  pure  garments  of  white  ; 
Where  no  evil  thing  cometh, 

To  despoil  what  is  fair  ; 
Where  the  angels  are  watching, — 

Is  my  name  written  there  ? 

— M.  A.  K. 

94  Key  Eb. 

Oh,  to  be  over  yonder! 
In  that  land  of  wonder, 
Where  the  angel  voices  mingle, 

And  the  angel  harpers  ring ; 
To  be  free  from  pain  and  sorrow, 
And  the  anxious,  dread  to-morrow, 
To  rest  in  light  and  sunshine 

In  the  presence  of  the  King. 

Cho. — Oh,  to  be  over  yonder, 
In  that  land  of  wonder, 
There  to  be  forever 
In  the  presence  of  the  King. 

2  Oh,  to  be  over  yonder ! 

My  yearning  heart  grows  fonder 
Of  looking  to  the  east,  to  see 
The  blessed  day-star  bring 


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Some  tidings  of  the  waking, 
The  cloudless,  pure  day  breaking  ; 
My  heart  is  yearning — yearning 
For  the  coming  of  the  King. 

3  Oh,  to  be  over  yonder ! 

Alas !  I  sigh  and  wonder  [heart 

Why   clings   my  poor,  weak,  sinful 

To  any  earthly  thing; 
Each  tie  of  earth  must  sever, 
And  pass  away  forever  ; 
But  there's  no  more  separation 

In  the  presence  of  the  King. 

4  Oh,  when  shall  I  be  dwelling 
J      Where  angel  voices,  swelling 

In  triumphant  hallelujahs, 
Make  the  vaulted  heavens  ring? 

Where  the  pearly  gates  aregleaming, 

And  the  morning-star  is  beaming? 

Oh,  when  shall  I  be  yonder, 
In  the  presence  of  the  King? 

5  Oh,  I  shall  soon  be  yonder, 
Tho'  lonely  here  I  wander, 
Yearning  for  the  welcome  summer — 

Longing  for  the  bird's  fleet  wing; 
The  midnight  may  be  dreary, 
And  the  heart  be  worn  and  weary, 
But  there's  no  more  shadow  yonder, 

In  the  presence  of  the  King. 

Miss  Florence  C.  Armstrong. 

95  Key  Eb. 

IN  the  dark  and  cloudy  day, 
When  earth's  riches  flee  away, 
And  the  last  hope  will  not  stay, 
Saviour,  comfort  me. 

2  When  the  secret  idol's  gone 
That  my  poor  heart  yearned  upon, 
Desolate,  bereft,  alone, 

Saviour,  comfort  me. 

3  Thou  who  wast  so  sorely  tried, 
In  the  darkness  crucified, 

Bid  me  in  thy  love  confide, 
Saviour,  comfort  me. 

4  So  it  shall  be  good  for  me 
Much  afflicted  now  to  be, 
If  thou  wilt  but  tenderly, 

Saviour,  comfort  me. 


96  Key  C. 

AWAKE !  awake !  the  Master  now  is  call- 
ing us, 
Arise  !  arise!  and,  trusting  in  his  word, 
Go  forth,  go  forth!  proclaim  the  year  of 
jubilee,  [Christ  our  Lord. 

And  take  the  cross,  the  blessed  cross,  of 

CHO. — On,  on,  swell  the  chorus  ; 

On,  on,  the  morning  star  is  shining  o'er  us; 

On,  on,  while  before  us 
Our  mighty, mighty  Saviour  leads  the  way : 
Glory,  glory,  hear  the  everlasting  throng 
Shout  hosanna,  while  we  boldly  march  a- 

Faithful  soldiers  here  below,         [long ; 

Only  Jesus  will  we  know,  [we  go. 

Shouting  "free  salvation"  o'er  the  world 

2  Acryforlightfrom  dying  ones  in  heathen 

lands :  [foam ; 

It  comes,  it  comes,  across  the  ocean's 

Then  haste,  oh,  haste  to  spread  the  words 

of  truth  abroad,  [dear  home. 

Forgetting  not  thestarvingpoorathome, 

3  O  Church  of  God,  extend  thy  kind  ma- 

ternal arms  [cold, 

To  save  the  lost  on  mountains  dark  and 

Reach  out  thy  hand  with  loving  smile  to 

rescue  them,  [iour's  fold. 

And  bring  them  to  the  shelter  of  the  Sav- 

4  Look  up !  look  up  !  the  promised  day  is 

drawing  near,  [King, 

When  all  shall  hail, shall  hail  the  Saviour 

When  peace  and  joy  shall  fold  their  wings 

in  ev'ry  clime,  [shall  ring. 

And  "Glory,  hallelujah,"  o'er  the  earth 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

97  Key  C. 

AWAKE !  awake !  our  festive  day  is  dawn- 
ing now, 
Awake !  awake !  and  hail  its  golden  light ; 
Rejoice!  rejoice!  behold  the  Sun  of  right- 
eousness [night. 
Arising  in  its  beauty  o'er  a  long,  long 

Cho. — Come,  come,  join  the  chorus, 
Come,  come,  the  angel  hosts  are  bending 

o'er  us; 
Come,  come,  join  the  chorus, — 
All  glory  be  to  God,  to  God  above, 


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Oh,  the  rapture  of  the  bright  angelic  form, 
Ob,  the  rapture  while  the  anthem  rolls  a- 

Hark  !  the  merry,  merry  bells,       [long. 

Everywhere  their  music  swells;  [bells. 
Hark!  the  merry  chiming  of  the  grand  old 

2  Good  news,  good  news  resounding  o'er 

the  earth  again,  [born  ; 

Good  ne\vs,good  news :  beholdaSaviour 

Make  room,  make  room  in  every  heart  to 

welcome  him,  [day  morn. 

And  shout  aloud,  hosanna  1  on  his  birth- 

3  He  comes,  he  comes,  the  captive's  cruel 

chain  to  break,  [rest ; 

He  comes,  he  comes  to  give  his  people 

Break  forth, break  forth, his  mighty, mighty 

love  proclaim ;  [blessed. 

In  him  shall  every  nation,  every  clime  be 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

98  Key  Eb. 

i  Awake,  awake,  O  heart  of  mine, 

Sing  praise  to  God  above  ; 
Take  up  the  song  of  endless  years, 

And  shout  redeeming  love ; 
Redeemed  by  him  who  bore  my  sins, 

When  on  the  cross  he  died  ;  [blood, 
Redeemed  and  purchased  with  his 

Redeemed  and  sanctified. 

Cho. — Awake,  awake,  O  heart  of  mine, 
Sing  praise,  sing  praise  to  God  above; 

Take  up  the  song  of  endless  years, 
And  shout  redeeming  love. 

2  Redeemed    by   him,  my   Lord   and 

Who  saves  me  day  by  day ;  [King, 
My  life  and  all  its  ransomed  powers 

Could  ne'er  his  love  repay; 
And  yet  his  mercy  condescends 

My  humble  gift  to  own, 
And  thro'  the  riches  of  his  grace, 

He  brings  me  near  his  throne. 

3  O  love,  unchanging  and  sublime ! 

Not  all  the  hosts  above        [depth 
Can  reach  the  height  or  sound  the 

Of  God's  eternal  love;        [world, 
This    wondrous    love    enfolds    the 

It  fills  the  realms  above; 
'Tis  boundless  as  eternity, 

'Tis  God,  and  God  is  love. 

—Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


99  Key  A. 

DOWN  at  the  cross  where  my  Saviour  died, 
Down  where  for  cleansing  from  sin  I  cried ; 
There  to  my  heart  was  the  blood  applied ; 
Glory  to  his  name. 

CHO. — 1| :  Glory  to  his  name,  :|| 
There  to  my  heart  was  the  blood  applied  ; 
Glory  to  his  name. 

2  I  am  so  wondrously  saved  from  sin, 
Jesus  so  sweetly  abides  within  ; 

There  at  the  cross  where  he  took  me  in  ; 
Glory  to  his  name. 

3  Oh,  precious  fountain,  that  saves  from 

1  am  so  glad  I  have  entered  in  ;  [sin  I 
There  Jesus  saves  me  and  keeps  me  clean  ; 

Glory  to  his  name. 

4  Come  to  this  fountain,  so  rich  and  sweet ; 
Cast  thy  poor  soul  at  the  Saviour's  feet ; 
Plunge  in  to-day,  and  be  made  complete ; 

Glory  to  his  name. 

— Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 

109  Key  C. 

The  whole  wide  world  for  Jesus, 

This  shall  our  watchword  be, 
Upon  the  highest  mountain, 

Down  by  the  widest  sea. 
The  whole  wide  world  for  Jesus, 

To  him  all  men  shall  bow, 
In  city  or  on  prairie, 

The  world  for  Jesus  now. 

Cho. — 1| :  The  whole  wide  world,  :|| 
Proclaim  the  gospel  tidings 

Thro  the  whole  wide  world, 
Lift  up  the  cross  for  Jesus, 

His  banner  be  unfurled, 
Till  ev'ry  tongue  confess  him, 

Thro'  the  whole  wide  world. 

2  The  whole  wide  world  for  Jesus, 

Inspires  us  with  the  thought 
That  every  son  of  Adam 

Hath  by  the  blood  been  bought. 
The  whole  wide  world  for  Jesus, 

O  faint  not  by  the  way  ! 
The  cross  shall  surely  conquer 

In  this  our  glorious  day. 


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3  The  whole  wide  world  for  Jesus, 

The  marching  order  sound, 
Go  ye  and  preach  the  gospel 

Wherever  man  is  found. 
The  whole  wide  world  for  Jesus, 

Our  banner  is  unfurled, 
We  battle  now  for  Jesus, 

And  faith  demands  the  world. 

4  The  whole  wide  world  for  Jesus, 

In-the  Father's  home  above 
Are  many  wondrous  mansions, 

Mansions  of  light  and  love. 
The  whole  wide  world  for  Jesus, 

Ride  forth,  O  conquering  King, 
Thro'  all  the  mighty  nations, — 

The  world  to  glory  bring. 

— Rev.  J.  Demster  Hammond 

101  Key  E. 

"ETERNITY  !-where?"  It  floats  in  the  air; 
Amid  clamor  or  silence  it  ever  is  there ! 
||:The  question  so  solemn — "Eternity  ! — 
where?  "  :|| 

2  "Eternity! — where?"    Oh,  Eternity  ! — 

where  ? 
With  redeemed  ones  in  glory  ?  or  fiends  in 

despair?  [where?  "  :  || 

|| :  With  one  or  the  other — "Eternity! — 

3  "Eternity! — where?  "  Oh!  how  can  you 

share 
The  world's  giddy  pleasures,  or  heedlessly 

dare  [where?  "  :  || 

|]:  Do  aught  till  you  settle — "  Eternity  ! — 

4  "Eternity: — where?"  Oh!  friend,  have 

a  care ; 
Soon  God  will  no  longer  his  judgement 

forbear;  where  ?'*:|| 

||:  This  day  may  decide  your  "Eternity  !  — 

5  "Eternity! — where?  "Oh!  Eternity! — 

where  ? 
Friend,  sleep  not,  nor  take  in  the  world 

any  share,  [ty  ! — where  !  "  :  || 

|| :  Till  you  answer  this  question — "Eterni- 

102  Kev  Eb. 

Passing  homeward,  O  how  gladly 
Comes  the  life-boat  to  the  land, 

With  its  freight  of  souls,  rejoicing 
As  they  reach  the  shining  strand  ! 


Passing  homeward, passing  homeward, 

Lo,  from  ev'ry  clime  they  come, 
While  the  choral  bells  of  Eden 

Ring  their  happy  welcome  home. 

[iour, 
Cho. — Passing  home  to  Jesus,  our  Sav- 

Passing  home  from  sorrow  and  care, 
Passing  home,  to  anchor  forever  ; 

Praise  the  Lord,  we'll  soon  be  there. 

2  Passing  homeward,  O  the  prospect 
Of  a  morrow  clear  and  bright,  [ing," 

Where  from  lips  that  say  "good  morn- 
We  shall  never  hear  "good  night." 

Where  the  patient,  silent  worker 
With  his  humble  sheaves  will  stand, 

And  receive  a  crown  of  jewels, 
At  the  dear  Redeemer's  hand. 

3  See  the  faithful  Christian  warriors, 
Passing  homeward  to  their  rest, 

With  the  blessed  name  of  Jesus 
On  their  banner's  waving  crest. 

Passing  homeward,  O  how  joyful, 
Passing  homeward  one  by  one  ! 

In  the  upper  fold  they  gather, 
Trials  ended,  labor  done. 

— Frank  Gould. 

103  Key  Eb. 

Come  home  !  come  home  ! 
You  are  weary  at  heart, 
For  the  way  has  been  dark, 
And  so  lonely  and  wild 

O  prodigal  child ! 
Come  home,  oh,  come  home! 

Cho. — Come  home ! 

Come,  oh,  come  home ! 

2  Come  home  !  come  home! 
For  we  watch  and  we  wait, 
And  we  stand  at  the  gate, 
While  the  shadows  are  piled. 

O  prodigal  child ! 
Come  home,  oh,  come  home  ! 

3  Come  home!  come  home! 
From  the  sorrow  and  blame, 
From  the  sin  and  the  shame, 
And  the  tempter  that  smiled, 

O  prodigal  child  ! 
Come  home,  oh,  come  home ! 


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4  Come  home!  come  home! 
There  is  bread  and  to  spare, 
And  a  warm  welcome  there, 
Then,  to  friends  reconciled, 

O  prodigal  child  ! 
Come  home,  oh,  come  home  ! 

—Mrs.  Ellen  H.  Gates. 

104  Key  A. 

Why  do  you  wait,  dear  brother, 
Oh,  why  do  you  tarry  so  long? 

Your  Saviour  is  waiting  to  give  you 
A  place  in  his  sanctified  throng. 

Cho. — |j:  Why  not?  why  not? 

Why  not  come  to  him  now?:|| 

2  What  do  you  hope,  dear  brother, 
To  gain  by  a  further  delay  ? 

There's  no  one  to  save  you  but  Jesus, 
There's  no  other  way  but  his  way. 

3  Do  you  not  feel,  dear  brother, 
His  Spirit  now  striving  within? 

Oh,  why  not  accept  his  salvation, 
And  throw  off  thy  burden  of  sin? 

4  Why  do  you  wait,  dear  brother, 
The  harvest  is  passing  away, 

Your  Saviour  is  longing  to  bless  you, 

There's  danger  and  death  in  delay  ? 

—Geo.  F.  Root. 

105  Key  Eb. 

Child  of  God,  be  not  discouraged, 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord  ; 

With  a  cheerful,  loving  spirit 

Read  and  trust  his  gracious  word. 

Cho. — Casting  all  your  care  upon  him, 
When  your  skies  with  clouds  are  dim, 
You  will  find  the  promise  true, 
Jesus  careth,  Jesus  careth  still  for  you. 

2  O'er  the  dark  and  troubled  waters, 
Tho'  you  oft  may  stem  the  tide, 

Not  alone  }tou  brave  the  tempest, — 
He  is  there,  your  Friend  and  Guide. 

3  ChildofGod.no  power  can  harm  you, 
Naught  of  ill  your  soul  molest, 

Casting  all  your  care  on  Jesus, 
In  his  arms  you  safely  rest. 

4  Soon  your  eyes  with  joy  will  see  him, 
Soon  your  feet  will  press  the  shore, 


Where  the  saints  redeemed  are  waiting, 
And  the  storms  of  life  are  o'er. 

— James  L.  Black. 

106  Key  Ab. 

WHAT  will  you  do  with  the  King  called 
Jesus  ? 
Many  are  waiting  to  hear  you  say, — 
Some   have   despised   him,  rejecting  his 
mercy,  [day  ? 

What  will  you  do  with  your  King  to- 
Whatcan  you  witness  concerninghis  good- 
ness, [thrall? 
Who  died  to  save  you  from  sin's  bitter 
Who  will  declare  him  the  fairest  of  thous- 
ands ?  [all  ? 
Who  now  will  crown  him  the  Lord  of 

CHO. — What  will  you  do  with  the  King 

called  Jesus? 
What,  oh,  what  will  you  do  with  Jesus? 
He  waits  to  bless  all  who  humbly  confess 
Faith  in  his  blood  and  righteousness. 

2  What  will  you  do  for  the  King  called 

Jesus  ? 

He  who  for  you  left  his  throne  above, 
Here  'mid  the  lowly  and  sinful  to  labor, 

Daily  unfolding  his  Father's  love. 
Look  on  the  fields  white  already  to  harvest, 

Who  now  is  willing  to  toil  with  the  few  ? 
What  will  you  do  for  the  dear  Saviour,  Je- 

Lo,  he  is  waiting,  he  calls  for  you !  [sus  ? 

3  What  will  you  do  with  the  King  called 

Jesus, — 
Who  will  submit  to  his  gentle  sway? 
Where  are  the  hearts  ready  now  to  en- 
throne him  ? 
Who  will  his  kind  commands  obey? 
Come  with  your  ointments  most  costly  and 
precious,  [feet ; 

Pour  out  your  gifts  at  the  dear  Saviour's 
Render  to  him  all  your  loyal  devotion  ; 
Seek  to  exalt  him  by  praises  meet. 

— F.  G.  Burroughs. 

107  Key  E. 

My  body,  soul,  and  spirit, 

Jesus,  I  give  to  thee, 
A  consecrated  offering, 

Thine  evermore  to  be. 


Living  Hymns-C 


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Ref. — My  all  is  on  the  altar, 

I'm  waiting  for  the  fire; 
Waiting,  waiting,  waiting, 
I'm  waiting  for  the  fire. 

2  O  Jesus,  mighty  Saviour, 

I  trust  in  thy  great  name, 
I  look  for  thy  salvation, 
Thy  promise  now  I  claim. 

3  Oh,  let  the  fire,  descending 

Just  now  upon  my  soul, 
Consume  my  humble  offering, 
And  cleanse  and  make  me  whole, 

4  I'm  thine,  O  blessed  Jesus, 

VVash'd  by  thy  precious  blood, 
Now  seal  me  by  thy  Spirit, 
A  sacrifice  to  God. 

— Mrs.  Mary  D.  James. 

108  Key   C. 

A  Chrsitian  band  from  far  and  near, 
We  meet  to  learn  of  Jesus  here, 
To  read  his  word,  whose  every  line 
Is  full  of  hope  and  joy  divine. 

Cho. — This  blest  Endeavor  band, 

All  o'er  this  broad,  bright  land, 

Is  gathered  in  his  Name, 
To  grasp  the  friendly  hand  ; 

Our  thoughts  are  one  in  thee. 

Our  prayers  will  ever  be 
That  God  mav  bless  and  keep 

The  Y.  P.  S.  C.  E. 

2  A  Christian  band,  where  all  may  sing 
Glad  songs  of  praise  to  God  our  King, 
And  youthful  hearts  may  find  the  way 
To  perfect  peace  and  endless  day. 

3  Each  willing  hand  and  thankful 
Is  bound  again  before  we  part,  [heart 
As  sheaves  on  earth  are  bound  with 

twine, 
His  word  shall  bind  as  cords  divine. 

4  The  Master's  work  we'll  still  pursue, 
And  once  again  our  pledge  renew, 
To  him  who  saves  us  by  his  love, 
Till  gathered  home  with  him  above. 

— L.  F.  Lindsay. 

109—1  Key   C. 

Our  Sunday-school,  how  sweet,  how 
To  meet  and  learn  of  Jesus  here  ;  [dear 


To  read  his  word,  whose  ev'ry  line 
Is  full  of  hope  and  joy  divine. 

Cho. — Our  blessed  Sunday-school, 

Our  bright  and  happy  home, 
Within  thy  peaceful  dome 
We  love,  we  love  to  come  ; 

Our  thoughts  will  cling  to  thee, 
And  still  our  prayer  will  be, 
That  God  may  bless  and  keep  our 
Sunday-school. 

2  Our  Sunday  school,  where  all  may 

sing 
Glad  songs  of  praise  to  God  our  King, 
And  youthful  hearts  may  find  the  way 
To  perfect  peace  and  endless  day. 

3  Ourschool  is  like  agarden  fair,  [care 
Where  plants  are  trained  with  tender 
To  bloom  for  him,  the  Lord  of  all,  [fall. 
Whose  loving   smiles   like   sunbeams 

4  Our   Sunday-school,  whose   golden 

hours 
From  Eden  bring  refreshing  showers, 
In  thee  on  earth  we  learn  to  live. 
For  thee  our  thanks  to  God  we  give. 

109—2  Key  A. 

Over  the  ocean  wave,  far,  far  away,  [day ; 
There  the  poor  heathen  live,  waiting  for 
Groping  in  ignorance,  dark  as  the  night, 
No  blessed  Bible  to  give  them  the  light. 

Cho.— Pity  them, pity  them, 
Christians  at  home, 
Haste  with  the  bread  of  life, 
Hasten,  and  come. 

2  Here  in  this  happy  land  we  have  the 

light  [and  bright ; 

Shining  from  God's  own  word,  free,  pure, 
Shall  we  not  send  to  them  Bibles  to  read, 
Teachers,  and  preachers,  and  all  that  they 

need? 

3  Then,  while  the  mission  ships  glad  tid- 

ings bring, 
List!  as  that  heathen  band  joyfully  sing, 
"Over  the  ocean  wave,  oh,  see  them  come. 
Bringing   the   bread   of  life,    guiding    us 

home." 


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110  Key  C. 

Look  up  !  behold,  the  fields  are  white, 

The  harvest  time  is  near, 
The  summons  of  the  Master  falls 

Upon  the  reaper's  ear : 
Go  forth  into  the  golden  grain, 

And  bind  the  precious  sheaves, 
And  garner  for  the  Lord  of  hosts 

The  harvest  which  he  gives. 

Cho.— Look  up  !  look  up  !  behold,  the 
fields  are  white, 
jj:  The  harvest  time  is  near,  :|| 
Look  up !  look  up !  behold,  the  fields 

are  white, 
Look  up!  behold,  the  fields  are  white, 
The  harvest  time  is  near. 

2  Look  up !  behold,  the  fields  are  white, 
The  laborers  are  few, 

The  gath'ring  of  the  harvest  must 

By  grace  depend  on  you  : 
Go  forth  throughout  the  busy  world, 

The  world  of  want  and  sin, 
And  gather  for  the  Lord  of  Hosts 

Its  dying  millions  in. 

3  Lookup!  behold,  the  fields  are  white, 
The  Master  soon  will  come, 

And  carry  with  rejoicing  heart 
His  gathered  trophies  home, 

And  can  you  stand  with  empty  arms, 
While  gladly  he  receives 

From  others  in  the  harvest  field 
A  load  of  precious  sheaves! 

— Rev.  M.  Lowrie  Hofford. 

111  Key   C. 

Do  you  know  what  makes  us  happy, 
When  so  many  hearts  are  sad  ? 

WTe  are  little  friends  of  Jesus, 
That  is  why  we  are  so  glad. 

Cho. — We  are  little  friends, 

We  are  loving  friends,    [Jesus  ; 
We  are  happy,  happy  little  friends  of 
We  are  little  friends. 
We  are  loving  friends, 
We  are  happy  all  day  long. 

2  Jesus  loves  the  children  dearly, — 
In  his  word  he  tells  them  so  ;  [them, 

Once   he   took   them  up  and  blessed 
Many,  many  years  ago. 


3  We  are  little  lambs  of  Jesus  : 
He,  our  Shepherd  kind  and  dear, 

Speaks,  and,  though  we  do  not  see  him, 
In  our  hearts  his  voice  we  hear. 

4  If  we  try  our  best  to  please  him 
He  will  take  us  by  and  by 

Where  our  spirit  eyes  will  know  him, 
Far  beyond  the  starry  sky. 

— S.  Martin. 

112  Key  G. 

Only  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus, 

Lifts  the  heavy  burden  from  the  soul ; 
Only  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus,         [ed  whole. 

Speaks  the  word  that  makes  thewound- 

[tenderly ; 
Cho. — Sing  the  dear  name  softly,  sweetly, 

While  souls  are  kindling  with  the  flame  ; 
Sing  the  dear  namesoftly .sweetly, tenderly, 

Dear  name  of  Jesus,  precious  name! 

2  Only  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus,  [away; 
Gives  the  peace  that  naught  can  take 

Only  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus, 

Turns  the  night  of  sorrow  into  day. 

3  Only  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus, 

Died  himself  that  I  might  "never  die  ;  " 
Only  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus, 
'  Lives  again,  that  I  may  live  on  high. 

4  Only  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus; 

Let  him  write  that  name  upon  my  heart ; 
Only  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus  ; 

From  his  service  never  to  depart. 

5  Only  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus ; 

With  his  praise  the  heavenly  arches  ring ; 
Only  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus  , 

In  his  beauty  I  shall  see  the  King. 

— E.  E.  Hewitt. 

113  Key   C. 

In  vain  in  high  and  holy  lays 
My  soul  her  grateful  voice  would  raise ; 
For  who  can  sing  the  worthy  praise 
Of  the  wonderful  love  of  Jesus? 

[love ! 
Cho. — [|: Wonderful    love!    wonderful 
Wonderful  love  of  Jesus  !  :|| 


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2  A  joy  by  day,  a  peace  by  night, 
In  storms  a  calm,  in  darkness  light; 
In  pain  a  balm,  in  weakness  might, 

Is  the  wonderful  love  of  Jesus. 

3  My  hope  for  pardon  when  I  call, 
My  trust  for  lifting  when  I  fall; 
In  life,  in  death,  my  all  in  all, 

Is  the  wonderful  love  of  Jesus. 

— E.  D.  Mund. 

114  Key  Eb. 

Thy  word  have  I  hid  in  my  heart 
That  I  might  not  sin  against  thee. 
Blessed  art  thou,  O  Lord  : 
Teach  me  thy  statutes.     Amen. 

115  Key  C. 

Hail!  glorious  company, 

To  Zion's  city  bound  ! 
While  marching  on  your  way 

Let  songs  of  praise  resound  ! 
On,  then,  to  heaven  above, 
Firm  in  faith  and  love  ; 
Trust  in  God  ;  naught  shall  stay, 
Our  triumphant  way  ! 
On,  then,  to  heaven  above, 
Firm  in  faith  and  love  ; 
Trust  in  God ;  naught  shall  stay, 
Our  glorious  way. 

Rest  and  peace  invite  us; 
Joy  and  love  await  us 
Thus  in  happy  company, 

Press  we  on  to  our  home, 
Press  we  on  our  joyful  way 

To  heaven  our  home. 

Jesus  waits  to  welcome  all 
Who  obey  his  gentle  call ; 
Who  believe  he'll  receive 
In  his  heavenly  home. 
There  the  weary  soul  shall  rest 
In  the  love  of  Jesus  blest, 
And  adore  evermore 
Christ  the  Lord  and  King. 
Hail !  glorious  company  ! 

The  crowns  that  you  shall  wear 
Await  you  at  the  throne 

Beyond  the  golden  stair. 

On,  then,  to  reach  the  prize; 
Let  loud  anthems  rise  ! 


Praise  the  Lord  !  he  will  guide  ; 
May  your  faith  abide  ! 
On,  then,  to  heav'n  above, 
Firm  in  faith  and  love  ; 
Trust  in  God,  naught  shall  stay 
Our  glorious  way. 

Rest  and  peace  invite  us; 
Joy  and  love  await  us. 
Thus  in  happy  company, 

Press  we  on  to  our  home, 
Press  we  on  our  joyful  way 

To  heaven  our  home. 

116  Key   G. 

We  have  heard  a  joyful  sound, 

Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves; 
Spread  the  gladness  all  around, 

Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves  ; 
Bear  the  news  to  ev'ry  land,  [waves, 

Climb   the   steeps   and   cross   the 
Onward,  'tis  our  Lord's  command, 

Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves 

Waft  it  on  the  rolling  tide, 

Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves; 
Tell  to  sinners,  far  and  wide, 

Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves; 
Sing,  ye  islands  of  the  sea, 

Echo  back,  ye  ocean  caves, 
Earth  shall  keep  her  jubilee, 

Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves. 

Sing  above  the  battle's  strife, 

Jesus  saves.  Jesus  saves  ; 
By  his  death  and  endless  life, 

Jesus  saves.  Jesus  saves  ; 
Sing  it  softly  thro'  the  gloom, 

When  the  heart  for  mercy  craves, 
Sing  in  triumph  o'er  the  tomb, 

Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves. 

Give  the  winds  a  mighty  voice, 

Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves  ; 
Let  the  nations  now  rejoice, 

Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves  ; 
Shout  salvation  full  and  free, 

Highest  hills  and  deepest  caves, 
This  our  song  of  victory, 

Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves. 

— Priscilla  J.  Owens 


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117  Key  F. 

When  we  walk  with  the  Lord 

In  the  light  of  his  word, 
What  a  glory  he  sheds  on  our  way  ! 

While  we  do  his  good  will, 

He  abides  with  us  still, 
And  with  all  who  will  trust  and  obey. 

Cho. — Trust  and  obey, 

For  there's  no  other  way 
To  be  happy  in  Jesus 
But  to  trust  and  obey. 

2  Not  a  shadow  can  rise, 
Not  a  cloud  in  the  skies, 

But  his  smile  quickly  drives  it  away  ; 

Not  a  doubt  nor  a  fear, 

Not  a  sigh  nor  a  tear 
Can  abide  while  we  trust  and  obey. 

3  Not  a  burden  we  bear, 
Not  a  sorrow  we  share, 

But  our  toil  he  doth  richly  repay ; 

Not  a  grief  nor  a  loss, 

Not  a  frown  nor  a  cross. 
But  is  blest  if  we  trust  and  obey. 

4  But  we  never  can  prove 
The  delights  of  his  love 

Until  all  on  the  altar  we  lay, 
For  the  favor  he  shows, 
And  the  joy  he  bestows, 

Are  for  all  who  will  trust  and  obey. 

5  Then  in  fellowship  sweet 
WTe  will  sit  at  his  feet, 

Or  we'll  walk  by  his  side  in  the  way  ; 
What  he  says  we  will  do, 
Where  he  sends  we  will  go, 

Never  fear,  only  trust  and  obey. 

— Rev.  J.  H.  Sammis. 

118  Key  Ab. 

To  the  summer-land  of  beauty  we  are  go- 
going,  going,  going,  [flowing, 

Where  the  ocean-tide  of  love  is  brightly 
Gently  through  the  sunny,  sunny  vales  ; 

There  to  wake,  far  away  from  sorrow, 
Every  sorrow,  every  sorrow; 

There  to  hail  joy's  eternal  morrow 

When  the  toils  of  earth  shall  cease, 

There  to  dwell  by  the  crystal  river, 
Blessed  river,  blessed  river, 

With  the  Lord  happy  and  forever, 
When  the  toils  of  earth  shall  cease. 


2  In  the  summer-land  of  beauty  they  are 

singing,  singing,  singing,  [mg. 

And  the  melody  that  sweetly  there  is  ring- 
Wafted  in  a  vision  oft  we  hear ; 
Home  at  last  they  have  gone  before  us, 

Gone  before  us,  gone  before  us ; 
Hark  the  song,  listen  to  the  chorus, 
"  Praise  the  Lord,  the  King  of  kings : 
Saved  by  grace ;  glory  !  hallelujah  ! 

Hallelujah  !  hallelujah  ! 
Crowned  with  love  ;  glory  !  hallelujah  ! 
Praise  the  mighty  King  of  kings." 

3  From  the  summer-land  of  beauty  they 

are  calling,  calling,  calling,  [ing» 

And  their  voices  in  the  dewy  night  are  fall- 
Falling  on  the  weary,  weary  soul; 
Look  beyond,  soon  will  dawn  the  morning, 

Blissful  morning,  blissful  morning, 
Holy  light  soon  the  sky  adorning 

We  shall  meet  with  joyful  eyes  ; 
We  shall  meet  by  the  crystal  river, 

Shining  river,  shining  river ; 

On  its  banks  meet  no  more  to  sever, 

Look  beyond  with  joyful  eyes. 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

119  Key  Ab. 

'TWAS  a  night  of  long  ago  when  all  were 

sleeping,  sleeping,  sleeping,  [keeping, 

When  the  lonely  silent  stars  a  watch  were 

Softly  o'erthedreaming.dreamingearth ; 

Floods  of  light  bursting  forth  in  glory, 

Brightest  glory,  brightest  glory, 
Harp  and  voice  told  the  joyful  story 
Of  his  birth  the  Prince  of  Peace. 

[get, 

CHO. — He  has  "come;  hail  the  lovely  stran- 

Lovely  stranger,  lovely  stranger ; 

Lo,  the  babe  cradled  in  a  manger 

Is  the  King  and  Prince  of  Peace. 

2  See  the  rosy  blushing  morn  again  is 

breaking,  breaking,  breaking, 
And  the  melody  of  song  again  is  waking 

Music  in  the  hearts  of  all  to-day  ; 
Praise  the  Lord,  come  with  happy  voices, 

Happy  voices,  happy  voices, 
Praise  the  Lord,  how  the  world  rejoices, 
At  his  birth  the  Prince  of  Peace. 


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3  Hark,  the  merry  silver  bells  are  sweetly 
ringing,  ringing,  ringing,  [ing 

And  the  multitude  of  angels  now  are  sing- 
Glory  in  the  highest  evermore  ; 
Sing  aloud,  glory!  hallelujah! 

Hallelujah !  hallelujah ! 
Sing  aloud,  glory  !  hallelujah  ! 
At  his  birth  the  Prince  of  Peace. 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

120  Key  Eb. 

ALONG  the  River  of  Time  we  glide, 
Along  the  river,  along  the  river, 

The  swiftly  flowing,  resistless  tide, 

The  swiftly  flowing,  the  swiftly  flowing, 

And  soon,  ah,  soon  the  end  we'll  see: 

Yes,  soon  'twill  come,  and  we  will  be 
|| :  Floating,  floating 

Out  on  the  sea  of  eternity  ! :  || 

2  Along  the  River  of  Time  we  glide, 
Along  the  river,  along  the  river; 

A  thousand  dangers  its  currents  hide, 

A  thousand  dangers.a  thousand  dangers, 
And  near  our  course  the  rocks  we  see : 
O  dreadful  thought !  a  wreck  to  be, 

|| :  Floating,  floating 
Out  on  the  sea  of  eternity  ! :  || 

3  Along  the  River  of  Time  we  glide, 
Along  the  river,  along  the  river ; 

Our  Saviour  only  our  bark  can  guide, 
Our  Saviour  only,  our  Saviour  only, 
But  with  him  we  secure  may  be : 
No  fear,  no  doubt,  but  joy  to  be 

|| :  Floating,  floating 
Out  on  the  sea  of  eternity ! :  || 

—Geo.  F.  Root. 

121  Key  E. 

I  must  have  the  Saviour  with  me, 
For  I  dare  not  walk  alone, 

I  must  feel  his  presence  near  me, 
And  his  arm  around  me  thrown. 

Cho. — Then  my  soul  shall  fear  no  ill. 
Let  him  lead  me  where  he  will, 
I  will  go  without  a  murmur. 
And  his  footsteps  follow  still. 
2  I  must  have  the  Saviour  with  me, 
For  my  faith,  at  best,  is  weak; 
He  can  whisper  words  of  comfort 
That  no  other  voice  can  speak. 


3  I  must  have  the  Saviour  with  me 

In  the  onward  march  of  life, 
Thro'  the  tempest  and  the  sunshine, 
Thro'  the  battle  and  the  strife. 

4  I  must  have  the  Saviour  with  me, 

And  his  eye  the  way  must  guide, 
Till  I  reach  the  vale  of  Jordan, 
Till  I  cross  the  rolling  tide. 

— Lizzie  Edwards. 

122  Key  Eb. 

1  WILL  sing  you  a  song  of  that  beautiful 
The  far  away  home  of  the  soul,    [land, 

|| :  Where  no  storms  ever  beat  on  the  glitter- 
ing strand, 
While  the  years  of  eternity  roll, 
While  the  years  of  eternity  roll.  :|| 

2  Oh,  that  home  of  the  soul  in  my  visions 

and  dreams, 
It's  bright,  jasper  walls  I  can  see  ; 
|| :  Till  I  fancy  but  thinly  the  vail  intervenes 
Between  the  fair  city  and  me, 
Between  the  fair  city  and  me,  :|| 

3  That  unchangable  home  is  for  you  and 

for  me, 
Where  Jesus  of  Nazareth  stands ; 
|| :  The  King  of  all  kingdoms  forever  is  he, 
And  he  holdeth  our  crowns  in  his  hands, 
And  heholdethourcrownsin  his  hands.:  || 

4  Oh,  how  sweet  it  will  be  in  that  beautiful 
So  free  from  all  sorrow  and  pain  ;  [land, 

|| :  With  songs  on  our  lips,  and  with  harps  in 
To  meet  one  another  again,  [our  hands, 
To  meet  one  another  again. :  || 

—Mrs.  Ellen  H.  Gates. 

123  Key   C. 

Great  is  the  Lord,  the  Prince  of  life  and 

glory, —  [name ; 

Great  is  the  Lord,  and  wonderful  his 

Shout,  shout   again   the   soul  redeeming 

story, 

Mercy  for  all  through  him  proclaim. 

Cho.— Great  is  the  Lord.great  is  the  Lord, 
Hail  him,  hail  him,  sound  his  name  afar ; 

He  is  the  light  that  shineth  in  the  darkness, 
He  is  the  Bright  and  Morning-Star. 


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2  Great  was  the  love  that  from  his  throne 

of  splendor  -     [die; 

Brought  him  to  earth  for  sinful  man  to 
Oh,  for  a  gift  amazing  and  so  tender 
Glory  to  God,  to  God  on  high. 

3  Great  is  the  Lord,  the  hope  of  our  sal- 

vation,—  [stand ; 

Srong  is  the  tower  whereon  the  faithful 
Oh,  clap  your  hands  with  holy  exultation, 
Come  with  a  song  at  his  command. 

4  Wake,  ev'ry  heart ;  let  ev'ry  voice  adore 

him  ; 

Now  let  the  world  with  hallelujahs  ring  ; 

Sceptres  and  crowns  in  dust  shall  fall  before 

Jesus  alone  shall  reign  our  King,  [him, 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

124  Key  Bb. 

Church  of  God,  whose  conq'ring  ban- 
Float  along  the  glorious  years,  [ners 

Gath'ring  harvest  rich  and  golden, 
Sowed  in  poverty  and  tears: 

Onward  press,  the  cross  is  bending 
Far  toward  the  morning  skies, 

Speedy  dawn  of  light  portending; — 
Church  of  God,  awake,  arise  ! 

Cho.— Church  of  God,  awake!  arise! 
Christ,  your  Head  and  Master,  cries, 
Send  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 
Unto  earth's  remotest  bound. 

2  In  your  costly  temples  praying, 

"  Let  thy  kingdom  come,"  ye  pray, 
Are  but  words  of  idle  meaning, 

If  with  these  ye  turn  away ; 
Boundless  wealth  to  you  is  given, 

From  his  hand  who  owns  it  all, 
And  his  eye  beholds  in  heaven 

What  ye  render  back  for  all. 

3  Grace  and  glory  he  hath  sent  you, 
Cast  your  lines  in  places  fair, 

.Scatter  blessing  now  he  bids  you, 
O'er  his  green  earth  ev'rywhere; 

Till  the  millions  in  the  twilight 
Of  the  far  off  Orient  land, 

In  the  gracious  morning  splendor 
Of  the  gospel  light  shall  stand. 

4  Shake  the  earth  and  rend  the  heaven, 
Wake  thy  sleeping  children,  Lord, 


Till  the  measure,  full  and  even, 
Has  been  rendered  at  thy  word; 

Then  from  out  her  night  of  sorrow 
Shall  the  earth  redeemed  arise, 

And  the  fair  millennial  morrow 
Dawn  with  opal-tinted  skies. 

—Mrs.  E.  J.  Bugbee. 

125  Key  Bb, 

0  thou  God  of  my  salvation, 
My  Redeemer  from  all  sin  ; 

Moved  by  thy  divine  compassion, 
Who  hast  died  my  heart  to  win, 

|| :  I  will  praise  thee,  I  will  praise  thee; 
Where  shall  I  thy  praise  begin  ?:|| 

2  Tho'  unseen,  I  love  the  Saviour; 
He  hath  brought  salvation  near, 

Manifests  his  pard'ning  favor; 

And  when  Jesus  doth  appear, 
|| :  Soul  and  body,  soul  and  body 

Shall  his  glorious  image  bear.  :|| 

3  While  the  angel  choirs  are  crying, 
"  Glory  to  the  great  I  AM," 

1  with  them  will  still  be  vying — 
Glory  !  glory  to  the  Lamb  ! 

|; :  O  howr  precious,  O  how  precious 
Is  the  sound  of  Jesus"  name!  :|| 

4  Angels  now  are  hovering  round  us, 
Unperceived  amid  the  throng; 

Wondering  at  the  love  that  crowned  us, 
Glad  to  join  the  holy  song: 

|| :  Hallelujah,  hallelujah, 
Love  and  praise  to  Christ  belong! 

— T.  Olivers. 

126  Key  Bb. 

Living  for  Jesus,  living  for  Jesus, 

Tracing  his  steps  by  the  way, 
Following  fully,  serving  him  truly, 

Nearer  to  heaven  each  day. 
Jesus  has  freed  me,  Jesus  shall  lead  me, 

Gladly  I  follow  his  voice ; 
Living  for  Jesus,  living  for  Jesus, 

Glorious  portion  and  choice  ! 

Cho. — Living  for  Jesus, livingfor  Jesus, 
Tracing  his  steps  by  the  way, 
Following  fully  .serving  him  truly, 
Nearer  to  heaven  each  day. 


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2  Living  for  Jesus,  living  for  Jesus, 
All  of  my  will  to  resign, 

Rearing  his  banner,bearing  his  burden, 
Only  to  follow  be  mine.  [ful, 

Happy  and  grateful,  tender  and  faith- 
Ready  to  work  or  to  wait ; 

Living  for  Jesus,  living  for  Jesus, 
Serving  him  early  and  late. 

3  Living  for  Jesus,  living  for  Jesus, 
Led  by  his  Spirit  each  day, 

Kept  by  his  power,  watchful  each  hour, 
Prompt  to  observe  and  obey. 

Love's  lowly  mission, highest  ambition, 
Crowning  each  cross  with  delight; 

Duty  is  gladness, shining  thro'  sadness, 
Faith  will  soon  grow  into  sight. 

— Priscilla  J.  Owens. 

127  Key  Bb. 

Jesus,  Saviour,  pilot  me 
Over  life's  tempestuous  sea ; 
Unknown  waves  before  me  roll, 
Hiding  rock  and  treacherous  shoal ; 
Chart  and  compass  came  from  thee ; 
Jesus,  Saviour,  pilot  me. 

2  When  the  apostles'  fragile  bark 
Struggled  with  the  billows  dark, 
On  the  stormy  Galilee, 

Thou  didst  walk  across  the  sea; 
And  when  they  beheld  thy  form, 
Safe  they  glided  through  the  storm. 

3  As  a  mother  stills  her  child 
Thou  canst  hush  the  ocean  wild  ; 
Boisterous  waves  obey  thy  will 
When  thou  say'st  to  them  ''Be  still." 
Wondrous  Sovereign  of  the  sea, 
Jesus,  Saviour,  pilot  me. 

4  When  at  last  I  near  the  shore, 
And  the  fearful  breakers  roar 
'Twixt  me  and  the  peaceful  rest, 
Then,  while  leaning  on  thy  breast, 
May  I  hear  thee  say  to  me, 

"  Fear  not,  I  will  pilot  thee." 

128  Key  D. 

There  is  a  home  eternal, 

Beautiful  and  bright, 
Where  sweet  joys  supernal 

Never  are  dimmed  by  night; 


White-robed  angels  are  singing 
Ever  around  the  bright  throne; 

When,  oh,  when  shall  I  see  thee, 
Beautiful,  beautiful  home? 

Cho  —Home,  beautiful  home, 

Bright,  beautiful  home  ; 

Home,  home  of  our  Saviour, 

Bright,  beautiful  home. 

2  Flow'rs  forever  are  springing 

In  that  home  so  fair, 
Thousands  of  children  are  singing 

Praises  to  Jesus  there ; 
How  they  swell  the  glad  anthems 

Ever  around  the  bright  throne; 
When,  oh,  when  shall  I  see  thee, 

Beautiful,  beautiful  home? 

3  Soon  shall  I  join  that  anthem, 

Far  beyond  the  sky ; 
Jesus  became  my  ransom, 

Why  should  I  fear  to  die? 
Soon  my  eyes  will  behold  him 

Seated  upon  the  bright  throne; 
Then,  oh,  then  shall  I  see  thee, 

Beautiful,  beautiful  home ! 

— Frank  Forest. 

129  Key  Bb. 

We  shall  have  a  new  name  in  that  land, 
In  that  land,  that  sunny,  sunny  land, 
When  we  meet  the  bright  angelic  band 

«*  In  that  sunny  land. 
A  new  name,  a  new  name  we'll  receive  up 
there ;  [there. 

A  new  name,  a  new  name,  all  who  enter 

CHO. — We  shall  have  a  new  name  in  that 
In  that  land,  that  sunny,  sunny  land,  [land, 
When  we  meet  the  bright  angelic  band, 
In  that  sunny  land. 

2  We'll  receive  it  in  a  pure,  white  stone, 
And  no  one  will  know  the  name  therein  ; 
Only  unto  him  who  hath  'tis  known, 

When  we're  free  from  sin. 
A  white  stone,  a  white  stone,  we'll  receive 
up  there ;  [there. 

A  white  stone,  a  white  stone,  all  who  enter 

3  Dont youwonderwhat thatnamewillbe? 
Sweeter  far  than  aught  on  earth  can  be, 
We  will  be  quite  satisfied  when  we 


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Shall  that  new  name  know.  [be, 

I  wonder,  I  wonder  what  that  name  will 

1  wonder,  I  wonder  what  he'll  give  to  me. 

—J.  E.  Hall. 

130  Key  Eb. 

Up  and  onward,  Christian  soldier, 
Hear  thy  Lord's  divine  command; 

Be  thou  ready,  when  he  calls  thee, 
In  the  foremost  ranks  to  stand. 

Cho. — Unto  death  O  be  thou  faithful, 
Strong  in  him,  thy  Strength  and 
Shield; 
Go  thou  forth  where  duty  calls  thee, 
Truth's  eternal  sword  to  wield. 

2  Up  and  onward,  Christian  soldier, 
To  the  conflict  and  the  strife  ; 

God  will  test  thy  zeal  and  courage, 
Ere  thou  enter  into  life. 

3  Up  and  onward,  be  not  weary, 
Do  not  lay  thy  armor  down  ; 

Thou  must  fight  the  battle  bravely, 
Ere  thy  soul  can  wear  a  crown. 

4  Up  and  onward,  firm  and  fearless, 
Like  the  vet'rans  of  the  past;  [thee, 

Then,  thro'  him  whose  grace  redeems 
Thou  shalt  overcome  at  last. 

— Sallie  Martin. 

131  Key  Ab. 

Brother,  you've  come  to  the  Lord, 
You  believe  in  his  holy  wordj 
And  it's  light  has  shone  on  your  heart ; 
Oh !  my  brother,  ne'er  let  it  depart. 

[now  shine, 
Cho. — Let  your  light  shine,  oh,  let  it 

Out  from  your  heart  o'er  the  world  ; 
Do  something,  though  it's  little, 

Out  of  love  for  your  Lord. 

2  Brother,  your  Lord  lived  for  you 
As  the  humblest  of  humble  do, 
And  for  you  he  willingly  died. 

To  redeem  you,  and  all  men  beside. 

3  Brother,  you  may  really  think, 
And  by  this  from  your  duty  shrink, 
That  for  you  there's  nothing  to  do, 
But,  my  brother,  that  can't  be,  no  !  no ! 


4  Brother,  your  talents  may  be 
Neither  five,  nor  yet  two  or  three, 
But  you  certainly  must  have  one, 
Then,  arouse  you  !  before  that  is  gone. 
—Mrs.  G.  W.  Burroughs. 

132  Key  G. 

When  the  storms  of  life  are  raging, 
Tempests  wild  on  sea  and  land, 

1  will  seek  a  place  of  refuge 

In  the  shadow  of  God's  hand. 

Cho. — He  will  hide  me, he  will  hideme, 
Where  no  harm  can  ere  betide  me ; 
He  will  hide  me,  safely  hide  me 
In  the  shadow  of  his  hand. 

2  Though  he  may  send  some  affliction, 
'Twill  but  make  me  long  for  home; 

For  in  love,  and  not  in  anger, 
All  his  chastenings  will  come. 

3  Enemies  may  strive  to  injure, 
Satan  all  his  arts  employ  ; 

He  will  turn  what  seems  to  harm  me 
Into  everlasting  joy. 

4  So,  while  here  the  cross  I'm  bearing, 
Meeting  storms  and  billows  wild, 

Jesus  for  my  soul  is  caring, 

Naught  can  harm  his  Father's  child. 
— M.  E.  Servoss. 

133  Key  Db. 

In  the  hour  of  trial, 

Jesus,  plead  forme; 
Lest  by  base  denial 

I  depart  from  thee, 
When  thou  see'st  me  waver, 

With  a  look  recall, 
Nor  for  fear  or  favor 

Suffer  me  to  fall. 

2  With  forbidden  pleasures 

Would  this  vain  world  charm ; 
Or  its  sordid  treasures 

Spread  to  work  me  harm  ; 
Bring  to  my  remembrance 

Sad  Gethsemane, 
Or,  in  darker  semblance, 

Cross-crowned  Calvary. 

3  Should  thy  mercy  send  me 

Sorrow,  toil,  and  woe  ; 


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Or  should  pain  attend  me 

On  my  path  below  : 
Grant  that  I  may  never 

Fail  thy  hand  to  see; 
Grant  that  I  may  ever 

Cast  my  care  on  thee. 

4  When  my  last  hour  cometh, 
Fraught  with  strife  and  pain, 
When  my  dust  returneth 

To  the  dust  again  ; 
On  thy  truth  relying, 

Through  that  mortal  strife, 
Jesus,  take  me,  dying, 
To  eternal  life. 

— James  Montgomery 

134  Key  Ab. 

Press  on,  press  on,  ye  workers, 

Be  loyal,  brave,  and  true  : 
Great  things  the  Lord  is  doing, 

And  greater  things  will  do  ; 
His  army,  still  increasing 

With  each  revolving  year, 
Shall  send  a  shout  of  rapture  forth 

That  all  the  world  shall  hear. 

Cho.— Rejoice,  rejoice,  ye  workers  all, 
rejoice ; 
||:0  clap  your  hands  and  sing,  :|! 
God's  holy  church  shall  triumph  yet, tri- 
umph yet,  triumph  yet, 
And  he  shall  reign  our  King,  shall 
reign  our  King. 

2  The  walls  of  leagued  oppression 
To  dust  shall  fall  away  ; 

The  sword  of  truth  eternal 
No  power  on  earth  can  stay : 

Though  all  the  hosts  of  darkness 
Were  marshalled  on  the  field,  [mov'd, 

The  church  of  God  would  stand  un- 
VVith  Christ  her  strength  and  shield. 

3  Behold  her  marching  onward, 
In  majesty  sublime, 

Along  the  rolling  prairies 

That  bound  our  western  clime ; 

And  soon  from  every  hamlet 
On  all  our  vast  frontier 

Glad  songs  shall  rise  to  Jesus, 
While  skeptics  turn  to  hear. 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby 


135  Key  Eb. 

LIGHT  after  darkness,  gain  after  loss, 
Strengtn  after  weakness,  crown  after  cross, 
Sweet  after  bitter,  song  after  fears, 
Home  after  wandering,  praise  after  tears, 

2  Sheaves  after  sowing,  sun  after  rain, 
Sight  after  mystery,  peace  after  pain, 
Joy  after  sorrow,  calm  after  blast, 

Rest  after  weariness, — sweet  rest  at  last. 

3  Near  after  distant,  gleam  after  gloom, 
Love  after  loneliness,  life  after  tomb  ; 
After  long  agony,  rapture  of  bliss  ; 
Right  was  the  pathway  leading  to  this ! 

136  Key  C. 

We  have  wandered  far  away 
From  our  Father's  home. 
In  the  dark  and  dreary  paths  of  sin; 
But  we  hear  our  Saviour's  voice 
Calling  us  to  come, 
And  at  once  a  better  life  begin. 

Cho. — WTe  are  coming  home,  [to-day; 
We  are  coming  home,  coming  home 
We  have  heard  thy  loving  voice, 
Blessed  Saviour,  and  rejoice; 
We  are  coming  home  to-day. 

2  We  are  coming  now  by  faith, 

By  the  Spirit  led, 
We  are  coming  with  our  hearts  to  thee; 
We  are  trusting  iti  the  blood 

That  for  us  was  shed, 
And  the  Holy  Spirit  sets  us  free. 

3  We  have  kindred  gone  before 

To  the  heavenly  home, 
And  they  draw  us  by  the  chords  of  love ; 
They  are  calling  us  to-day, 
Calling  us  to  come 
To  the  happy,  happy  home  above. 

—Rev.  J.  P.  Dimmit. 

137  Key  Eb. 

There  is  joy,  there  is  joy, 
There  is  joy  in  heaven  : 

A  ransomed  soul  returns, 
The  path  of  sin  forsaking, 

And  while  his  sad  heart  mourns, 
The  harps  of  God  are  waking. 


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Cho-  All  the  golden  bells  are  ringing, 
All  the  angel  choirs  are  singing, 
All  the  loving  angels  "Say, 

1  There  is  joy  in  heav'n  to-day,  [day." 
There  is  joy',  there  is  joy,  joy,  joy  to- 

2  There  is  joy,  there  is  joy, 

There  is  joy  in  heaven: 
A  weeping  sinner  kneels, 

The  chains  of  death  are  broken, 
And  soon  his  glad  heart  feels 

The  Saviour's  welcome  spoken. 

3  There  is  joy,  there  is  joy, 

There  is  joy  in  heaven : 
No  news  of  pain  or  care^ 

The  jasper  sea  o'er-reaching, 
But  sweet  is  echoed  there 

The  contrite  heart's  beseeching. 

4  There  is  joy,  there  is  joy, 

There  is  joy  in  heaven  : 
O  then  to  God  return, — 

Come  back  and  be  forgiven, 
And  soon  thy  heart  shall  learn 

To  know  the  joy  of  heaven. 

—  Priscilla  J.  Owens. 

138  Key  F. 

I  will  bless  the  Lord  at  all  times 
For  his  goodness  unto  me, 

For  the  joys  of  his  salvation,' 
For  his  love  so  full  and  free. 

Cho. — I  will  bless  the  Lord,  bless  the 

Bless  the  Lord  at  all  times,  [Lord, 
And  praise  him,  praise  him, 

Praise  him  o'er  and  o'er, 
I  will  bless  the  Lord,  bless  the  Lord, 

Bless  the  Lord  at  all  times  ! 
Till  I  strike  my  harp  in  Zion 

With  his  saints  forevermore. 

2  I  will  bless  the  Lord,  my  Father, 

For  his  kindness  day  by  day, 

For  his  loving  arms  around  me, 

For  his  sunshine  on  my  way. 

3  I  will  bless  the  Lord,  my  Saviour, 

For  he  died  to  ransom  me, 
That  he  lives  and  reigns  forever, 
And  his  glory  I  shall  see. 

4  I  will  bless  the  Holy  Spirit, 

That  my  soul  is  sanctified, 


For  his  promise  and  his  presence, 
Ev'ry  day  my  loving  guide. 

— Priscilla  J.  Owens. 

139  Key   G. 

Make  room   for  Jesus!  room!  sad 
Beguiled  and  sick  of  sin  ;    [heart, 

Bid  ev'ry  alien  guest  depart, 
And  rise  and  let  him  in. 

Cho. — Make   room,  sad   heart,  make 
room,  make  room  ! 
Bid  alien  guests  depart, 
Oh,  let  the  Master  in,  sad  heart ; 
Arise,  make  room,  make  room  ! 

2  Make  room  for  Jesus  !  room  !  make 

His  hand  is  at  the  door;     [room! 
He  comes  to  banish  guilt  and  gloom, 
And  bless  thee  more  and  more. 

3  Make  room  for  Jesus !  soul  of  mine, 

He  waits  response  to-day, 
His  smile  is  peace,  his  grace,  divine, 
Oh,  turn  him  not  away. 

4  Make  room  for  Jesus  !  by  and  by, 

'Midst  saint  and  seraphim, 
He'll  welcome  to  his  throne  on  high 
The  soul  that  welcomed  him. 

—Rev.  Alex.  Clark.  D.D. 

140  Key  F. 

Who  is  this  that  waiteth, 

Waiteth  for  my  call, 
While  the  dews  of  morning 

Gently  round  him  fall? 
Hark!  I  hear  him  knocking, 

Knocking  at  my  door, 
Asking  me  for  entrance, — 

Pleading  o'er  and  o'er! 

Cho. — 1| :  Let  me  in,  let  me  in, 
Patiently  I  wait? 
Wilt  thou  not  unbar  the  door 
Ere  it  be  too  late  ? :  || 

2  Who  is  this  that  waiteth 

In  the  storm  outside, 
Sad  and  worn  and  weary, 

Still  his  wish  denied? 
O,  such  gentle  patience 

Must  an  entrance  win  ; 
Still  I  hear  him  pleading, 

"  Let  me  enter  in." 


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3  O,  it  is  my  Saviour! 

Saw  I  not  before 
All  that  .bleeding  sorrow, 

All  that  anguish  sore? 
Saw  I  not  the  nail-prints, 

When  his  blood  was  shed? 
Saw  I  not  the  thorn-crown 

On  his  kingly  head? 

4  Thou  shalt  wait  no  longer 

In  the  gloom  outside  ! 
Enter,  O  sweet  Stranger, 

And  with  me  abide  ! 
Long  I  sought  thee,  Saviour, 

Thou  wast  at  my  door ! 
Now  I  bid  thee  welcome, 

Welcome  evermore! 

Cho. — 1|:0  come  in,  O  come  in, 
Be  my  guest  to-day  ; 
Saviour,  come,  abide  with  me 
Evermore,  I  pray.  :|| 

—Mrs.  R.  N.  Turner. 

141  Key   G. 

The  children  to  Jesus  may  come, 
And  life  and  salvation  receive; 

New  hearts  will  he  give  every  one, 
If  on  him  they  only  believe. 

Cho. — I  will  love  him,  I  will  love  him, 
For  his  child  I  want  to  be ; 
On  the  cross  he  died  for  sinners, 
On  the  cross  he  died  for  me. 

2  My  name  will  he  write  in  his  book, 

And  call  me  a  lamb  of  his  fold  ; 
When  Satan  shall  seek  to  devour, 
Then  me  in  his  hands  will  he  hold. 

3  I  read  in  his  own  blessed  word 

How  little  ones  useful  may  be, 
I'll  stand  with  my  face  to  the  cross, 
That  others  the  Saviour  may  see. 
— Rev.  C.  H.  Yatman. 

142  Key  Eb. 

One  more  day  its  twilight  brings, 
One  more  day  its  shadow  flings; 
One  sweet  hour  of  grateful  prayer, 
Calling  to  rest  from  toil  and  care. 
Cho. — One  day  nearer  thelandof  song, 
One  day  nearer  the  white-robed  throng; 
There  at  the  gate  they  watch  and  wait 
For  a  meeting  that  shall  last  forever. 


2  One  more  day  of  conflict  passed, 
One  more  vict'ry  gained  at  last; 
One  sweet  hour  in  praise  to  spend 
While  at  a  throne  of  grace  we  bend. 

3  One  more  day  of  reaping  o'er, 
One  more  sheaf  to  crown  our  store; 
One  sweet  hour  to  bathe  the  soul 
Here  in  the  streams  of  joy  that  roll. 

4  Saviour,  when  as  now  we  rest, 
Leaning,  trusting  on  thy  breast, 
We  shall  cross  the  narrow  sea, 
Still  may  we  sing,  inspired  by  thee :— 

— Frank  Gould. 

143  Key  Bb. 

Glory  to  Jesus  who  died  on  the  tree, 
Paid  the  great  price  that  my  soul  might  be 
Now  I  can  sing  hallelujah  to  God,    [free; 
Glory !  he  saves,  he  saves. 

Cho. — 1| :  Glory!  he  saves,  glory!  he  saves, 
Saves  a  poor  sinner  like  me. :  || 

2  Once  in  my  heart  there  was  sin  and  de- 

spair, [there, 

Now  the  dear  Saviour   himself  dwelleth 

And  from  his  presence  comes  peace  to  my 

Glory  !  he  saves,  he  saves.  [soul, 

3  Come,then,yeweary,wholongtobe  free, 
Come  to  the  Saviour,  he  waiteth  for  thee  ; 
Then  with  the  ransomed  this  song  you  can 

Glory !  he  saves,  he  saves.  ("sing-, 

— P.  Bilhorn. 

144  Key  Eb. 

IN  darkness  I  wandered  till  Jesus  I  found, 
|| :  And  then,  praise  his  name  !  :  ||  [round, 

The  clear  light  of  heaven  my  pathway  shone 
And  peace  to  my  spirit  there  came. 

Cho. — And  now  I'm  confiding, 
And  sweetly  abiding 
In  Jesus,  my  Saviour. 

Companion  and  Guide: 
His  name  I'm  confessing, 
He  fills  me  with  blessing; 
To  me  he's  far  dearer 

Than  all  else  beside. 

2  The  birds  o'er  my  head  seemed  to  sing 
|| :  So  wondrously  sweet, :  ||   [a  new  song, 

All  nature  seemed  praising  in  notesloud  and 
My  Saviour, \v  hen  first  we  did  meet,  [long, 


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3  And  now  we  are  walking  together  along, 
|| :  My  Saviour  and  I,  :||       [and  strong, 

He  blesses  and  leads  me  with  hand  kind 
And  freely  his  grace  does  supply. 

4  Oh,  wonderful  Brother,  Redeemer  and 
||:I  love  him  I  know,  :||  [Friend! 

This  blessed  companionship,  never  to  end, 
Grows  sweeter  as  onward  I  go. 

— F.  A.  Blackmer. 

145  Key  F. 

When  Jesus  called  the  little  ones, 

He  said  that  they  would  welcome  be  ; 
It  fills  my  heart  with  joy  to  know 

He  spoke  those  words  for  me, 
For  me,  for  me, 

He  spoke  those  words  for  me, 
It  fills  my  heart  with  joy  to  know, 

He  spoke  those  words  for  me. 

2  The  Saviour  took  them  in  his  arms, 
And  gave  his  blessing  tenderly; 

It  fills  my  heart  with  joy  to  know 

His  blessing  is  for  me, 
For  me,  for  me; 

His  blessing  is  for  me, 
It  fills  my  heart  with  joy  to  know, 

His  blessing  is  for  me. 

3  Our  Saviour  listened  to  the  praise 
Of  children's  voices,  glad  and  free, 

It  fills  my  heart  with  joy  to  know, 
He  listens  now  to  me, 

To  me,  to  me, 
He  listens  now  to  me, 
It  fills  my  heart  with  joy  to  know, 
He  listens  now  to  me. 

— E.  E.  Hewitt. 

146  Key  A. 

OH,  why  should  we  wrestle  with  fears 
And  doubts.which  theSpiritmustgrieve? 

And  why  should  we  languish  in  sorrow  and 
tears, 
When  there's  nothing  to  do  but  believe. 

Cho. — Believe,  believe, 

Only  on  Jesus  believe ; 
Salvation  is  waiting  for  you  and  for  me, 
There  is  nothing  to  do  but  believe. 

2  His  word  is  assurance  complete ; 
Thy  sins  and  thine  idols  now  leave ; 


Come,  pleading  his  promise,  and  fall  at  his 
feet, 
Then  you've  nothing  to  do  but  believe. 

3  How  easy  the  terms  of  his  grace : 

'Tis  only  to  ask  and  receive ; 
The  seal  of  his  favor,  the  smile  of  his  face, 

Are  for  those  who  will  only  believe. 

— Emma  M.  Johnston. 

147  Key  D. 
Blessed  assurance,  Jesus  is  mine  ! 

Oh,  what  a  foretaste  of  glory  divine  ! 
Heir  of  salvation,  purchased  of  God, 
Born  of  his  Spirit,  washed  in  his  blood. 

CHO. — 1| :  This  is  my  story,  this  is  my  song, 
Praising  my  Saviour  all  the  day  long. :  || 

2  Perfect  submission,  perfect  delight, 
Visions  of  rapture  burst  on  my  sight, 
Angels  descending,  bring  from  above 
Echoes  of  mercy,  whispers  of  love. 

3  Perfect  submission,  all  is  at  rest, 

1  in  my  Saviour  am  happy  and  blest, 
Watching  and  waiting,  looking  above. 
Filled  with  his  goodness,  lost  in  his  love. 

— F.  J.  Crosby. 

148  Key  Db. 

There's  a  stranger  at  the  door,  let  him  in, 
He  has  been  there  oft  before,  let  him  in ; 

Let  him  in  ere  he  is  gone, 

Let  him  in,  the  Holy  One, 
Jesus  Christ,  the  Father's  Son,  let  him  in. 

2  Open  now  to  him  your  heart,  let  him  in, 
If  you  wait  he  will  depart,  let  him  in* 

Let  him  in,  he  is  your  Friend, 
He  your  soul  will  sure  defend, 
He  will  keep  you  to  the  end,  let  him  in. 

3  Hearyounowhislovingvoice?  let  him  in, 
Now, oh, now  make  him  your  choice.let  him 

He  is  standing  at  the  door,  [in, 

Joy  to  you  he  will  restore, 
And  his  name  you  will  adore,  let  him  in. 

4  NowadmittheheavenlyGuest.lethimin, 
He  will  make  for  you  a  feast,  let  him  in. 

He  will  speak  your  sins  forgiven, 
And  when  earth  ties  all  are  riven, 
He  will  take  you  home  toheaven  let  him  in. 
— Rev.  J.  B.  Atchinson. 


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149  Key  F. 

Weary  pilgrim  on  life's  pathway, 
Struggling  on  beneath  thy  load, 

Hear  these  words  of  consolation, — 
"  Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord." 

CHO. — 1| :  Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord.  :|| 
And  he  will  strengthen  thee, 
Sustain  and  comfort  thee  ; 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord. 

2  Are  thy  tired  feet  unsteady? 
Does  thy  lamp  no  light  afford? 

Is  thy  cross  too  great  and  heavy? 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord. 

3  Are  the  ties  of  friendship  severed? 
Hushed  the  voices  fondly  heard? 

Breaks  thy  heart  with  weight  of  anguish, 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord. 

4  Does  thy  heart  with  faintness  falter? 
Does  thy  mind  forget  his  word? 

Does  thy  strength  succumb  to  weak- 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord,  [ness? 

5  He  will  hold  thee  up  from  falling, 
He  will  guide  thy  steps  aright ! 

He  will  strengthen  each  endeavor; 
He  will  keep  thee  by  his  might. 

— Wm.  J.  Kirkpatrick. 

150  Key  F. 

Saved  to  the  uttermost :  I  am  the  Lord's, 
Jesus  my  Saviour  salvation  affords, 
Gives  me  his  Spirit  a  witness  within, 
Whisp'ring  of  pardon,  and  saving  from  sin. 

CHO. — Saved,  saved,  saved  to  the  utter- 
Saved,  saved  by  power  divine  ;  [most, 
Saved,  saved,  saved  to  the  uttermost. 
Jesus  the  Saviour  is  mine. 

2  Saved  to  the  uttermost :  Jesus  is  near, 
Keeping  me  safely,  he  casteth  out  fear; 
Trusting  his  promises,  how  I  am  blest ! 
Leaning  upon  him,  how  sweet  is  my  rest ! 

3  Saved  to  the  uttermost :  this  I  can  say, 
"Once  all  was  darkness,  but  now  it  is  day," 
Beautiful  visions  of  glory  I  see, 

Jesus  in  brightness  revealed  unto  me. 

4  Saved  to  the  uttermost:  cheerfully  sing 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  Jesus,  my  King  ; 


Ransomed  and  pardoned,  redeemed  by  his 

blood,  [God ! 

Cleansed  from  unrighteousness,  glory  to 

— Wm.  J.  Kirkpatrick. 

151  Key  Db. 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 
By  his  counsels  guide,  uphold  you, 
With  his  sheep  securely  fold  you, 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

Cho. — Till  we  meet,  till  we  meet, 
Till  we  meet  at  Jesus'  feet ; 
Till  we  meet,  till  we  meet, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

2  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 
'Neath  his  wings  securely  hide  you; 
Daily  manna  still  provide  you, 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

3  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 
When  life'sperils thick  confound  you; 
Put  his  arms  unfailing  round  you, 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

4  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 
Keep  love's  banner  floating  o'er  you, 
Smite  death's  threat'ning  wave  before 

you, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

—J.  E.  Rankin,  D.  D. 

152  Key  Eb. 

I  entered  once  a  home  of  care, 
For  age  and  penury  were  there, 
Yet  peace  and  joy  withal  ; 

1  asked  the  lonely  mother  whence 
Her  helpless  widowhood's  defense, 

She  told  me  "  Christ  was  all." 

Cho. — 1| :  Christ  is  all,  all  in  all, 
Yes,  Christ  is  all  in  all.  :|| 

2  I  stood  beside  a  dying  bed, 
Where  lay  a  child  with  aching  head, 

Waiting  for  Jesus'  call ; 
I  marked  his  smile,  'twas  sweet  as  May, 
And  as  his  spirit  passed  away, 

He  whispered,  "  Christ  is  all." 

3  I  saw  the  martyr  at  the  stake,  [shake, 
The   flames   could    not    his     courage 


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Nor  death  his  soul  appal,  [given, 
I  asked  him  whence  his  strength  was 
He  looked  triumphantly  to  heaven, 

And  answered,  "  Christ  is  all." 

4  I  saw  the  gospel  herald  go, — 

To  Afric's  sand  and  Greenland's  snow, 

To  save  from  Satan's  thrall, 
Nor  home  nor  life  he  counted  dear, 
'Midst  wants  and  perils  owned  no  fear, 
He  felt  that  "  Christ  is  all." 

5  I  dreamed  that  hoary  time  had  fled, 
And  earth  and  sea  gave  up  their  dead, 

A  fire  dissolved  this  ball, 
I  saw  the  church's  ransomed  throng, 

1  heard  the  burden  of  their  song, 

'Twas  "Christ  is  all  in. all." 

6  Then  come  to  Christ, oh, come  to-day, 
The  Father.  Son,  and  Spirit  say; 

The  Bride  repeats  the  call, 
For  he  will  cleanse  your  guilty  stains, 
His  love  will  soothe  your  weary  pains, 

For  "Christ  is  all  in  all." 

153  Key  Ab. 

Keep  thy  faith  steady,  my  brother, 
Shedding  its  beautiful  ray, 

Clear  as  the  brow  of  the  morning, 
Bright  as  the  eye  of  the  day. 

Cho. — Tranquilly  shining, 
Never  declining, 

Keep  thy  faith  steady, 
And  wait,  oh,  wait  on  the  Lord. 

2  Keep  thy  faith  steady,  my  brother, 

Firm  as  a  rock  let  it  be  ; 
Pray,  and  believe  when  thou  prayest 
Love  hath  an  answer  for  thee. 

3  Keep  thy  faith  steady,  my  brother, 

Looking  to  Jesus  alone; 
Then  will  the  blessing  thou  seekest 
Drop  like,  the  dew  from  his  throne. 

4  Keep  thy  faith  steady,  my  brother, 

Souls  by  its  light  may  be  won  ; 
Trust  till  thy  journey  is  over, 
Trust  till  thy  life-work  is  done. 

— Martha  J.  Lankton. 


154  Key  G. 

AWAKE!  awake!  O  Zion,  lift  thy  voice! 
In  the  Lord  thy  God  forevermore  rejoice  ; 
Arise !  arise !  behold,  the  night  is  past, 
And  the  day  has  come  at  last ; 
Let  thy  harp  resound  as  once  it  rang 

In  the  grand  old  time 

Of  thy  strength  and  prime, 
When  thy  soul  within  thee  sweetly  sang, 

Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Lord. 
Hark!  O  Zion,  hear  the  joy-bells  ring! 
Lo,  he  cometh,  thy  Redeemer-King! 

He  shall  reign  all  glorious, 

He  shall  reign  victorious 
O'er  the  world  from  shore  to  shore. 

CHO.—  Awake!  awake!  O  Zion,  lift  thy 

voice ! 
In  the  Lord  thy  God  forevermore  rejoice; 
Arise!  arise!  behold,  the  night  is  past, 
And  the  day  has  come  at  last; 

2  He  comes  !  he  comes  !  the  faithful  watch- 
men cry;  [high ! 
To  the  hills  look  up,  and  wave  the  banner 
He  comes!  he  comes  !  with  trumpet  tongue 
Our  redemption  thro'  his  name,  [proclaim 
Oh,  the  songs,  glad  songs  that  now  we  raise 

In  the  dear  retreat 

Where  we  love  to  meet, 
In  the  house  of  prayer  and  joyous  praise, 

Singing  with  the  happy  ones  above. 
Crown, oh, crown  him, our  Deliv'rer-King  ! 
Hail,  oh,  hail  him,  while  our  gifts  we  bring ! 

All  shall  hear  his  story, 

All  shall  see  his  glory  ; 
He  shall  reign  from  shore  to  shore. 

— Fanny  J .  Crosby. 

155  Key  F. 

WILL  you  go  to  Jesus  now,  dear  friend  ? 

He  is  calling  you  to-day  ; 
Will  you  seek  the  bright  and  better  land, 

By  "  the  true  and  living  way  ?  " 

REF. — I  will,  I  will !  by  the  grace  of  God, 
I  will  go  to  Jesus  now;       [I  will; 
I  will  heed  the  gospel  call, 
For  the  promise  is  for  all ; 
I  will  go  to  Jesus  now. 


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2  Would  you  know  the  Saviour's  bound- 
And  his  mercy  rich  and  free?  [less  love, 

Will  you  seek  the  saving,  cleansing  blood, 
That  was  shed^  for  you  and  me. 

3  A^ill  you  consecrate  your  life  to  him, 
To  be  ever  his  alone? 

And  your  loving  service  freely  yield, 
To  the  King  upon  his  throne. 

4  Will  you  follow  where  the  Master  leads, 
Choosing  only  his  renown, 

Will  you  daily  bear  the  cross  for  him, 
Till  he  bids  you  wear  the  crown  ? 

— E.  E.  Hewitt. 

156  Key  A. 

We  shall  walk  with  him  in  white, 
In  that  country  pure  and  bright,  [file; 

Where  shall  enter  naught  that  may  de- 
Where  the  day-beam  ne'er  declines, 
For  the  blessed  light  that  shines 

Is  the  glory  of  the  Saviour's  smile. 

Cho.— Beautiful  robes,  beautiful  robes, 

Beautiful  robes  we  then  shall  wear, 
Garments  of  light,  lovely  and  bright, 
Walking  with  Jesus  in  white, 
Beautiful  robes  we  shall  wear. 

2  We  shall  walk  with  him  in  white, 
Were  faith  yields  to  blissful  sight, 

When  the  beauty  of  the  King  we  see; 

Holding  converse  full  and  sweet, 

In  a  fellowship  complete  ; 
Waking  songs  of  holy  melody. 

3  We  shall  walk  with  him  in  white, 
By  the  fountains  of  delight, 

Where  the  Lamb  his  ransomed  ones 
shall  lead, 
For  his  blood  shall  wash  each  stain, 
Till  no  spot  of  sin  remain, 
And  the  soul  forevermore  is  freed. 

— E.  E.  Hewitt. 

157  Key  E. 

Prayer  is  the  key 

For  the  bending  knee 
To  open  the  morn's  first  hours; 

See  the  incense  rise 

To  the  starry  skies. 
Like  perfume  from  the  fiow'rs 


2  Not  a  soul  so  sad, 
Nor  a  heart  so  glad, 

When  cometh  the  shades  of  night, 
But  the  daybreak  song 
Will  the  joy  prolong, 

And  some  darkness  turn  to  light. 

3  Take  the  golden  key 
In  your  hand  and  see, 

As  the  night  tide  drifts  away, 

How  its  blessed  hold 

Is  a  crown  of  gold, 
Thro'  the  weary  hours  of  day. 

4  When  the  shadows  fall, 
And  the  vesper  call 

Is  sobbing  its  low  refrain, 

'Tis  a  garland  sweet 

To  the  toil  dent  feet, 
And  an  antidote  for  pain. 

5  Soon  the  year's  dark  door 
Shall  be  shut  no  more  : 

Life's  tears  shall  be  wiped  away, 
As  the  pearl  gates  swing, 
And  the  gold  harps  ring, 

And  the  sun  unsheathe  for  aye. 

158  Key  D. 

In  the  murmur  of  the  breeze 
There  is  music  low  and  sweet, 

In  the  gently  waving  trees, 
And  the  fiow'rs  beneath  our  feet. 

Cho. — Praise  the  Lord,  praise  the  Lord, 

Is  the  language  of  the  skies ; 

Praise  the  Lord,  praise  the  Lord, 

Nature's  happy  voice  replies. 

2  And  the  bird  on  airy  wing 

Seems  in  merry  tones  to  say, 
God  has  taught  me  how  to  sing, 
I  must  praise  him  all  the  day. 

3  Let  our  hearts  take  up  the  strain, 

Let  us  praise  him  o'er  and  o'er, 
Let  us  join  the  glad  refrain, 
Till  we  sing  on  earth  no  more. 

Jennie  Garnett. 

159  Key  Ab. 

Be  earnest,  my  brothers, 
In  word  and  in  deed, 

Be  active  in  reaping 
And  sowing  the  seed; 


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And  thus  in  the  vineyard, 

With  Jesus  to  lead, 
Be  always  abounding 

In  the  work  of  the  Lord. 

Cho.—  II :  Be  always  abounding 

In  the  work  of  the  Lord,  :|| 
Be  earnest,  be  active, 

Relying  on  his  word, 
Be  always  abounding 
In  the  work  of  the  Lord. 

2  Be  ready,  my  brothers, 

His  call  to  obey, 
In  seeking  the  erring 

And  showing  the  way  ; 
And  thus  as  his  servants, 

Remember,  we  pray, 
Be  always  abounding 

In  the  work  of  the  Lord. 

3  Be  zealous,  my  brothers, 

The  light  to  extend, 
And  unto  all  nations 

The  gospel  to  send  ; 
And  thus,  till  the  harvest 

In  glory  shall  end, 
Be  always  abounding 

In  the  work  of  the  Lord. 

— E.  A.  Barnes. 

160  Key  Ab. 

My  soul  in  sad  exile  was  out  on  life's  sea, 
So  burdened  with  sin,  and  distrest, 

Till  I  heard  a  sweet  voice  saying,  make  me 
your  choice ; 
And  I  entered  the  "  Haven  of  Rest !  " 

Cho. — I've  anchored  my  soul  in  the  haven 
I'll  sail  the  wide  seas  no  more;  [of  rest, 

The  tempest  may  sweep  o'er  the  wildstormy 
In  Jesus  I'm  safe  evermore.  [deep, 

2  I  yielded  myself  to  his  tender  embrace, 
And  faith  taking  hold  of  the  word, 

My  fetters  fell  off,  and  I  anchored  my  soul ; 
The  haven  of  rest  is  my  Lord. 

3  The  song  of  my  soul,  since  the  Lord  made 

me  whole, 
Has  been  the  OLD  STORY  so  blest 
Of  Jesus,  who'll  save  whosoever  will  have 
A  home  in  the  "  Haven  of  Rest !  " 

Living  Hymns-'D 


4  Howpreciousthethought  thatweallmay 
Like  John  the  beloved  and  blest,  [recline, 

On  Jesus'  strongarm  .where  no  tempest  can 
Secure  in  the  "  Haven  of  Rest!  "   [harm, 

5  Oh,  come  to  the  Saviour,  he  patiently 
To  save  by  his  power  divine  ;        [waits 

Come.anchoryoursoul  in  the  haven  of  rest, 
And  say,  "  my  Beloved  is  mine." 

— H.  L.  Gilmour. 

161  Key  Ab. 

"  though  your  sins  be  as  scarlet, 
They  shall  be  as  white  as  snow; 

Though  they  be  red  like  crimson, 
They  shall  be  as  wool ;  " 

|| :  "  Tho'  your  sins  be  as  scarlet, :  || 
|| :  They  shall  be  as  white  as  snow." :  || 

2  Hear  the  voice  that  entreats  you, 
Oh,  return  ye  unto  God ! 

He  is  of  great  compassion, 

And  of  wondrous  love; 
|| :  Hear  the  voice  that  entreats  you,.|| 

||:  Oh,  return  ye  unto  God  !  :|| 

3  He'll  forgive  your  transgressions, 
And  remember  them  no  more; 

"  Look  unto  me,  ye  people," 

Saith  the  Lord  your  God ; 
|| :  He'll  forgive  your  transgressions. :  || 

|| :  And  remember  them  no  more. :  || 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

162  Key  G. 

LEADING  souls  to  Jesus  who  are  sad  and 
lost,  [tossed ; 

Who  upon  life's  waters  have  been  tempest- 
All  the  heavy-laden,  burdened  with  their 
load,  [God. 

Whisp'ring  of  salvation  thro'  the  Lamb  of 

CHO. — Leading  souls  to  Jesus!  oh,  may 

this  be  mine, 
Till  I  cross  the  river  to  that  home  divine ; 
Sowing  by  all  waters,  till  the  great  day 

come,  [vest  home, 

When  with  joy  the  reapers  shout  the  har- 

2  Leading  souls  to  Jesus,  telling  them  the 
way  [day ; 

Out  of  nature's  darkness  into  God's  own 

Kneeling  with  the  sinner  at  the  Saviour's 
feet,  [sweet. 

Even  angels  can  not  know  of  work  more 

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3  Leading  souls  to  Jesus  from  their  want 

and  sin,  [within ; 

Setting  up  his  kingdom  with  its  peace 
Till  the  Spirit  witness  in  them  o'er  and  o'er, 
Cleans'd  are  thy  transgressions:   go,  and 

sin  no  more. 

4  Leading  souls  to  Jesus,  as  the  stars  to 

shine,  [mine; 

Tn  some  humbly  station,  Master,  be  it 
With  forgiven  sinners,  not  alone  to  stand, 
When  I  rise  to  glory  in  the  better  land. 

—J.  E.  Rankin,  D.  D. 

163  Key  Db. 

W HEN  peace, like  ariverattendeth  my  way, 
When  sorrows,  like  sea- bilious,  roll  ; 

Whatever  my  lot,  thou  hast  taught  me  to 
It  is  well,  it  is  well  with  my  soul.  [say. 

CHO. — It  is  well  with  my  soul, 

It  is  well,  it  is  well  with  my  soul. 

2  Though  Satan  should  buffet, though  trials 

should  come. 
Let  this  blest  assurance  control,     [tate, 
That  Christ  hath  regarded  my  helpless  es- 
And  hath  shed  his  own  bood  for  my  soul. 

3  My  sin — oh,  the  bliss  of  this  glorious 

thought — 
My  sin — not  in  part,  but  the  whole, 
Is  nailed  to  the  cross  and  I  bear  it  no  more. 
Praise  the  Lord,  praise  the  Lord,  O  my 
soul ! 

4  And,  Lord,  haste  the  day  when  the  faith 

shall  be  sight. 
The  clouds  be  rolled  back  as  a  scroll, 
The  trump  shall  resound. and  the  Lordshall 
descend, 
''  Even  so" — it  is  well  with  my  soul. 

— H.  G.  Spafford. 

164  Key  C. 

Low  in  the  grave  he  lay — 
Jesus,  My  Saviour! 

Waiting  the  coming  day- 
Jesus,  my  Lord  ! 

Cho. — Up  from  the  grave  he  arose, 

With  a  mighty  triumph  o'er  his 
He  arose  a  Victor  [foes ; 

From  the  dark  domain, 


And  he  lives  forever 
With  his  saints  to  reign: 
He  arose  !  he  arose  ! 
Hallelujah!  Christ  arosel 

2  Vainly  they  watch  his  bed — ■ 

Jesus,  my  Saviour! 
Vainly  they  seal  the  dead — 
Jesus,  my  Lord  I 

3  Death  cannot  keep  his  prey — 

Jesus,  my  Saviour! 
He  tore  the  bars  away — 
Jesus,  my  Lord  ! 

— Rev.  Robert  Lowry. 

165  Key  Bb. 

On  Calv'ry's  brow  my  Saviour  died, 
'Twas  there  my  Lord  was  crucified : 
'Twas  on  the  cross  he  bled  for  me, 
And  purchased  there  my  pardon  free. 

Cho. — O  Calvary  !  dark  Calvary  ! 
Where  Jesus  shed  his  blood  for  me. 
O  Calvary!  blest  Calvary! 
'Twas  there  my  Saviour  died  for  me. 

2  Mid  rending  rocks  and  dark'ning 

skies, 
My  Saviour  bows  his  head  and  dies; 
The  opening  vail  reveals  the  way 
To  heaven's  joys  and  endless  day. 

3  O  Jesus,  Lord,  how  can  it  be, 
That  thou  shouldst  give  thy  life  for  me, 
To  bear  the  cross  and  agony, — 

In  that  dread  hour  on  Calvarv  ! — 

—Rev.  W.  M'K    Darwood. 


166 


Key  Bb. 


Oh,  we  are  young  soldiers  for  Jesus, 
And  he.  our  Commander  and  Friend, 

Will  help  us  each  one  to  be  faithful, 
And  lead  us  safe  on  to  the  end; 

Wherever  the  post  of  our  duty, 
Let  none  of  us  falter  nor  fear; 

Remember  no  danger  can  harm  us 

When  Jesus  our  Saviour  isnear.  r 

J  [sus, 

Cho. — Oh.weareyoungsoldiersforJe- 
And  he, our  Commander  and  Friend, 

Will  help  us  each  one  to  be  faithful, 
And  lead  us  safe  on  to  the  end  ; 


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2  Oh,  we  are  young  soldiers  for  Jesus, 
And  promise  to  follow  him  still; 

A  place  in  the  Sunday-shool  army 
To-day  we  are  happy  to  fill ; 

Yes,  we  are  young  soldiers  for  Jesus, 
And  proudly  our  colors  we  show  ; 

Ourwatchword  isRiGHTand  presson- 
ward  ; 
We  dread  not  the  fieJd  nor  the  foe. 

3  Our  pathway  may  sometimes  be  rug- 

ged, 
Our  marching  may  sometimes  be  long, 
But  gladly  our  footsteps  shall  ever 

Keep  time  to  the  voice  of  our  song; 
And  oh,  when  the  warfare  is  over, 

And  Jesus  our  Saviour  shall  come, 
How  sweetly  we'll  rest  on  his  bosom, 
In  Eden,  dear  Eden,  our  home. 

— Jennie  E.  Johnson. 

167  Key   C. 

We  are  looking  away  from  the  vale  of  time, 
Beyond  the  sea,  the  rolling  sea, 

Where  the  beautiful  hills  of  a  purer  clime 
Are  blooming  for  you  and  for  me. 

CHO. — Press  onward,  press  onward 
To  meet  our  Saviour  there  ; 
Press  onward,  press  onward, 
A  robe  and  crown  to  wear. 

2  We  are  passing  away  like  thespring-time 
And  birdsthatsingonairy  wing;  [flowers 

But  we  dream  of  the  splendor  of  radiant 
Where  music  forever  shall  ring,  [bowers 

3  We  are  floating  away  like  the  clouds  of 
That  softly  rest  on  evening'sbreast;  [gold 

But  the  portals  of  joy  we  shall  soon  behold, 
And  dwell  with  the  happy  and  blest. 

4  We  are  gliding  away  where  the  morning 

light 

Shall  break  and  rise  o'er  cloudless  skies, 

While  its  glories  shall  banish  the  shades  of 

And  fill  us  with  joyful  surprise,  [night, 

— Jennie  Garnett. 

*168  Key  D. 

Weary  with  walking  alone, 
Long  heavy-laden  with  sin  ; 

Toiling  all  night  without  Christ, — 
Rest  for  my  soul  shall  I  win. 


Cho. — Leaning  on  Jesus, 

I  walk  at  his  side; 
Leaning  on  Jesus, 

1  trust  him,  my  Shepherd  and  Guide. 

2  Fearing  to  stand  for  my  Lord, 

Trembling  for  weakness  in  prayer; 
Yet  on  the  bosom  divine 

Losing  each  sorrow  and  fear. 

3  Anxious  no  longer  for  self, 

Shrinking  no  longer  from  pain, 
Leaning  on  Jesus  alone, 
He  all  my  care  will  sustain. 

4  Leaning,  I  walk  in  "  the  way," 

Leaning,  ''the  truth"  I  shall  know; 
Leaning  on  heart-throbs  of  Christ, 
Safe  into  "  life"  I  mav  go. 

—Rev.  W.  F.  Crafts. 

169  Key  Bb. 

Jesus  is  the  light,  the  way, 

|| :  We  are  walking  in  the  light,  :|| 

Shining  brighter  day  by  day,  [of  God. 
We  are  walking  in  the  beautiful  light 

Cho. — |j:  We  are  walking  in  the  light,  :|| 

We  are  walking  in  the  light,     [God. 

We  are  walking  in  the  beautiful  light  of 

2  We  who  know  our  sins  forgiven, 
I]:  We  are  walking  in  the  light,  :|[ 

Find  on  earth  the  joy  of  heaven,  [God. 
We  are  walkingin  the  beautiful  light  of 

3  As  we  journey  here  below, 

|| :  We  are  walking  in  the  light,  :|| 
Oh,  what  joy  and  peace  we  know,  [God. 
We  are  walking  in  the  beautiful  light  of 

4  We  will  sing  his  power  to  save, 

|| :  We  are  walking  in  the  light, :  || 
We  will  triumph  o'er  the  grave,  [God. 
We  are  walking  in  the  beautiful  lightof 
—  R.  Kelso  Carter. 

170  Key  D. 

THEREare  songs  of  joy  that  I  loved  to  sing, 
When  my  heart  was  as  blithe  as  a  bird  in 

spring ; 
But  the  song  I  have  learned  is  so  full  of 

cheer,  [drear. 

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CHO. — 1| :  O,  the  new,  new  song! :  || 

1  can  sing  it  now  with  theransomed throng: 
Power  and  dominion  to  him  that  shall  reign; 
Glory  and  praise  to  the  Lamb  that  was  slain ; 

2  There  are  strains  of  home  that  are  dear 

as  life, 
And  I  list  to  them  oft  'mid  the  din  of  strife  ; 
But  I  know  of  ahome  that  is  wondrous  fair, 
And  I  sing  the  psalm  they  are  singing  there. 

3  Can  my  lips  be  mute,  or  my  heart  be  sad , 
When  the  gracious  Master  hath  made  me 

glad  ?  [be, 

When  he  points  where  the  many  mansions 
And  sweetly  says,  "  there  is  one  for  thee  ?  " 

4  I  shall  catch  the  gleam  of  its  jasper  wall 
When  I  come  to  the  gloom  of  the  evenfall, 
For  I  know  that  the  shadows,  dreary  and 

dim, 
Have  a  path  of  light  that  will  lead  to  him. 

— Flora  L.  Best. 

171  Key  G. 

I  bring  my  sins  to  thee, 

The  sins  I  cannot  count, 
That  all  may  cleansed  be 

In  thy  once  opened  fount ; 
|| :  I  bring  them,  Saviour,  all  to  thee, 
The  burden  is  too  great  for  me.  :|| 

2  My  heart  to  thee  I  bring, 

The  heart  I  cannot  read  ; 
A  faithless,  wand 'ring  thing- 

An  evil  heart  indeed  ; 
||:  I  bring  it,  Saviour,  now  to  thee, 
That  fixed  and  faithful  it  may  be.  :|| 

3  I  bring  my  grief  to  thee, 

The  grief  I  cannot  tell, 
No  words  shall  needed  be, 

Thou  knowest  all  so  well ; 
I  bring  the  sorrow  laid  on  me, 
|| :  O  suffering  Saviour,  all  to  thee. :  || 

4  My  joys  to  thee  I  bring, 

The  joys  thy  love  has  given, 
That  each  may  be  a  wing 

To  lift  me  nearer  heaven  ; 
|| :I  bring  them,  Saviour,  all  to  thee, 
Who  hast  procured  them  all  for  me. :  || 


5  My  life  I  bring  to  thee, 

I  would  not  be  my  own  ; 
O  Saviour,  let  me  be 

Thine,  ever  thine  alone  : 
||:  My  heart,  my  life,  my  all,  I  bring 
To  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  King.  :|| 

—  Havergal. 

172  Key  £6. 

When  the  mists  have  rolled  in  splendor 

From  the  beauty  of  the  hills, 
And  the  sunshine,  warm  and  tender, 

Falls  in  kisses  on  the  rills, 
We  may  read  love's  shining  letter 

In  the  rainbow  of  the  spray, — 
We  shall  know  each  other  better 

When  the  mists  have  cleared  away. 

Cho. — We  shall  know  as  weareknown, 

Never  more  to  walk  alone, 
|):  In  the  dawning  of  the  morning, 

When  the  mists  have  cleared  away.:  || 

2  If  we  err  in  human  blindness, 
And  forget  that  we  are  dust; 

If  we  miss  the  law  of  kindness 
When  we  struggle  to  be  just, 

Snowy  wings  of  peace  shall  cover 
All  the  plain  that  hides  away, — 

When  the  weary  watch  is  over, 
And  the  mists  have  cleared  away. 

3  When  the  mists  have  risen  above  us, 
As  our  Father  knows  his  own, 

Face  to  face  with  those  that  love  us, 
We  shall  know  as  we  are  known; 

Love,  beyond  the  orient  meadows 
Floats  the  golden  fringe  of  day, 

Heart  to  heart  we  bide  the  shadows, 
Till  the  mists  have  cleared  away. 

— Annie  Herbert. 

173  Key  Bb% 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone, 

And  all  the  world  go  free? 
No,  there's  a  cross  for  ev'ry  one, 

And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 

2  How  happy  are  the  saints  above, 
Who  once  went  sorrowing  here  ! 

But  now  they  taste  unmingled  love, 
And  joy  without  a  tear. 


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3  The  consecrated  cross  I'll  bear, 
Till  death  shall  set  me  free ; 

And  then  go  home  my  crown  to  wear. 
For  there's  a  crown  for  me. 

— Thomas  Shepherd.    Alt. 

174  Key  Ab. 

I  will  sing  of  my  Redeemer, 
And  his  wondrous  love  to  me ; 

On  the  cruel  cross  he  suffered, 
From  the  curse  to  set  me  free. 

Cho. — Sing,  oh,  sing  of  my  Redeemer, 
With  his  blood  he  purchased  me, 
On  the  cross  he  sealed  my  pardon, 
Paid  the  debt,  and  made  me  free. 

2  I  will  tell  the  wondrous  story, 
How  my  lost  estate  to  save, 
In  his  boundless  love  and  mercy, 
He  the  ransom  freely  gave. 

I  will  praise  my  dear  Redeemer, 
His  triumphant  power  I'll  tell, 

How  the  victory  he  giveth 
Over  sin,  and  death,  and  hell. 

4  I  will  sing  of  my  Redeemer, 

And  his  heav'nly  love  to  me  ;  [me, 
He  from  death  to  life  hath  brought 
Son  of  God  with  him  to  be. 

—P.  P.  Bliss. 

175  Key  G. 

Little  voices,  happy  voices, 

Sing  of  Jesus  and  his  love, 
While  the  angels  bending  o'er  us 

Whisper  softly  from  above, — 
Cho. — Oh,  believe  him,  oh,  receive  him, 

Your  Redeemer  kind  and  true  ! 
How  he  loves  you  !  yes,  he  loves  you 

More  than  all  your  friends  can  do. 

2  Little  voices,  happy  voices, 

While  we  praise  him  day  by  day, 
Lo  !  the  angels  hover  round  us ; 
In  our  hearts  we  hear  them  say, — 

3  Little  voices,  happy  voices, 

While  we  breathe  his  name  so  dear, 
From  the  Bible,  holy  Bible, 
Still  the  gerttle  words  we  hear, — 

4  Little  voices,  happy  voices, 

WTith  our  teachers  while  we  sing ; 


They  are  telling,  sweetly  telling. 
Of  the  Lord,  our  Saviour-King. 

— Lizzie  Edwards. 

176  Key  F, 

When  Jesus  shall  gather  the  nations 
Before  him  at  last  to  appear, 

Then  how  shall  we  stand  in  the  judgment, 
When  summoned  our  sentence  to  hear? 

Cho. — He  will  gather  the  wheat  in  his  gar- 
But  the  chaff  will  he  scatter  away  ;  [ner, 

Then  how  shall  we  stand  in  the  judgment, 
Oh,  how  shall  it  be  in  that  day  ? 

2  Shall  we  hear, from  thelipsof  theSaviour, 
The  words,"  Faithful  servant,  well  done ; " 

Or,  trembling  with  fear  and  with  anguish, 

Be  banished  away  from  his  throne. r  . 

[dren, 

3  He  will  smile  when  he  looks  on  his  chil- 
And  sees  on  the  ransomed  his  seal ; 

He  will  clothe  them  in  heavenly  beauty, 
As  low  at  his  footstool  they  kneel. 

4  Then  let  us  be  watching  and  waiting, — ■ 
Our  lamps  burning  steady  and  bright, — 

When  the  bridegroom  shall  call  to  the  wed- 
Our  spirits  made  ready  for  flight,  [ding 

5  Thus  living  with  hearts  fixed  on  Jesus, 
In  patience  we  wait  for  the  time, 

When,  the  days  of  our  pilgrimage  ended, 
We'll  bask  in  his  presence  divine. 

—Harriet  B.  M'Keever. 

177  Key  G. 

Dark  are  the  waters  before  me, — 
Loud  is  the  voice  of  the  gale; 

Storm-cloud  and  tempest  are  o'er  me, 
Boatman  !  oh,  list  to  my  hail. 

Cho. — Carry  me  over  the  tide,  [wide; 
Dark  are  the  waters,  and  deep  and 
Yonder,  just  over  the  sea, 

My  mansion  is  waiting  for  me. 

2  Onward  I  move  o'er  the  waters, 

Lurid  the  light'ning's  fierce  glare, 
Angry  the  surges  beneath  me, — 
Boatman  !  lo,  danger  is  there. 

3  Peril  is  in  the  dark  waters, — 

Safety  beyond  the  deep  wave; 
Father!  oh,  let  me  not  perish — 
Thou  who  art  mighty  to  save. 


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4  Ah,  when  the  voyage  is  over, 

There,  on  that  beautiful  shore, 
Safely  beyond  the  dark  waters, 
Joy  shall  be  mine  evermore. 

— Francis  A.  Simkins. 

178  Key  G. 

I've  reached  the  land  of  corn  and  wine, 
And  all  its  riches  freely  mine; 
Hereshinesundimm'done  blissful  day, 
For  all  my  night  has  passed  away. 

Cho. — O  Beulah  Land,  sweet  Beulah 
As  on  thy  highest  mount  I  stand, [Land, 

1  look  away  across  the  sea, 

Where  mansions  are  prepared  for  me, 
And  view  the  shining  glory  shore, — 
My  heav'n,  my  home  for  evermore! 

2  My  Saviour  comes  and  walks  with  me, 
And  sweet  communion  here  have  we  ; 
He  gently  leads  me  by  his  hand, 

For  this  is  heaven's  border-land. 

3  A  sweet  perfume  upon  the  breeze 
Is  borne  from  ever-vernal  trees, 
And  flowers,  that  never-fading  grow 
Where  streams  of  life  forever  flow. 

4  The  zephyrs  seem  to  float  to  me 
Sweet  sounds  of  heaven's  melody, 

As  angels  with  the  white-robed  throng 
Join  in  the  sweet  redemption  song. 

—  Edgar  Page. 

179  Key   G. 

Will  you  meet  me  in  the  morning, 
On  that  bright  and  golden  shore? 

Will  yourlampbetrimmedand  burning 
When  he  comes  to  take  you  o'er? 

Cho. — Yes, I'll  meet  you  inthemorning, 
When  I  hear  the  Saviour's  call, 
"  Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 
To  a  home  prepared  for  all." 

2  Oh,  to  meet  on  that  bright  morning, 
When  the  clouds  have  passed  away  ; 

Oh,  to  walk  and  talk  with  Jesus, 
There  to  dwell  with  him  for  aye. 

3  When  we  meet  our  loving  Saviour, 
What  a  happy  hour  'twill  be,  [ones. 

When  we're  gathered  with  our  loved 
And  their  happy  laces  see. 


4  Oh,  this  thought  should  make  us  hap- 
And  weallshould  lovehim  more,  [py, 

For  he'll  come,  and  will  not  tarry, 
Come  to  bear  us  safely  o'er. 

— E.  O.  Excell. 

180  Key  Ab. 

More  about  Jesus  would  I  know, 
More  of  his  grace  to  others  show ; 
More  of  his  saving  fulness  see, 
More  of  his  love  who  died  for  me. 

Cho. — More,  more  about  Jesus, 
More,  more  about  Jesus  ; 
More  of  his  saving  fulness  see, 
More  of  his  love  who  died  for  me. 

2  More  about  Jesus  let  me  learn, 
More  of  his  holy  will  discern  ; 
Spirit  of  God,  my  teacher  be, 
Showing  the  things  of  Christ  to  me. 

3  More  about  Jesus;  in  his  word, 
Holding  communion  with  my  Lord; 
Hearing  his  voice  in  ev'ry  line, 
Making  each  faithful  saying  mine. 

4  More  about  Jesus;  on  his  throne, 
Riches  in  glory  all  his  own  ; 

More  of  his  kingdom's  sure  increase; 

More  of  his  coming.  Prince  of  Peace. 

—  E.  E.  Hewitt. 

181  Key  Bb. 

Do  you  hear  that  gentle  whisper? 

Sweeter  accents  cannot  be ; 
'Tis  the  Saviour's  invitation, 

"  Come,  my  child,  oh,  come  to  me." 

Cho. — Come  to  me,  come  to  me ; 
Sweetly  breathes  that  gentle  whisper, 

"  Come  to  me,  oh,  come  to  me," 
Breathes  the  Saviour's  invitation, 

Come  to  me,  oh,  come  to  me. 

2  Wait  not  till  the  evening  shadows 
Close  around  your  dark'ning  way, 

Come,  while  morning  dew-drops  spar- 
kle, 
Come,  while  early  sunbeams  play. 

3  Come, and  bring  your  fresh  affections, 
Youth 's  brigh  t  flowers  of  joy  and  love, 

Come,  to  find  eternal  treasures, 
Find  your  truest  Friend  above. 


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4  Leave  these  shallow  streams  untast- 
Never  can  they  satisfy,  [ed, 

Come,  to  drink  of  living  waters, 
Freely  flowing  from  on  high. 

— E.  E.  Hewitt. 

183  Key   C. 

Let  us  endeavor  to  speak  for  the  Master  ; 

Surely  he's  worthy  our  heartiest  praise  ; 
Worthy  our  loyal  and  loving  confession  ; 

Worthy  the  hymns  of  thanksgiving  we 
raise. 

Cho  — Helping  us  ever  in  each  endeavor, 
Jesus  stands  by  us  to  give  us  success  ; 

His  arm  upholding,  his  love  enfolding, 
Jesus  will  guide  us,  and  Jesus  will  bless. 

2  Let  us  endeavor  to  work  for  the  Master ; 
Servingin  gladness  wherever  wego,[ness, 

Keeping  our  lamps  shining  out  in  the  dark- 
Till  others  follow  the  heaven-lit  glow. 

3  Let  us  endeavor  to  live  for  the  Master ; 
Live  for  his  glory  who  died  for  our  sin  ; 

Yielding  our  all  in  a  true  consecration. 
Trusting,  obeying,  his  blessing  we  win. 
— E.  E.  Hewitt. 

183  Key  E. 

Jesus,  when  he  left  the  sky, 
And  for  sinners  came  to  die, 
In  his  mercy  passed  not  by 
Little  ones  like  me. 

Cho. — Little  ones,  little  ones,         [he; 
"  Suffer  them  to  come,"  said 
Jesus  loves  the  little  ones, 
Little  ones  like  me. 

2  Mothers  then  the  Saviour  sought 
In  the  places  where  he  taught, 
And  to  him  the  children  brought, 

Little  ones  like  me. 

3  Did  the  Saviour  say  them  nay? 
No.  he  kindly  bade  them  stay, 
Suffered  none  to  turn  away 

Little  ones  like  me. 

4  'Twas  for  them  his  life  he  gave, 
To  redeem  them  from  the  grave, 
Jesus  now  will  gladly  save 

Little  ones  like  me. 


184  Key  G. 

Oh,  where  are  the  reapers  that  garner  in 
The  sheaves  of  the  good  from  the  fields  of 

sin ; 
With  sickles  of  truth  must  the  work  be  done, 
And  no  one  may  rest  till  the  "harvest  home." 

CHO. — Where  are  the  reapers !  oh, who  will 
come  [home?" 

And  share  in  the  glory  of  the  "  harvest 
Oh,  who  will  help  us  to  garner  in  [sin  ? 
The   sheaves  of  good  from  the  fields  of 

2  Go  out  in  the  byways  andsearch  them  all; 
The  wheat  may  be  there, tho'  the  weeds  are 

tall ;  [by, 

Then  search  in  the  highway,  and  pass  none 
But  gather  from  all  for  the  home  on  high. 

[wide 

3  The  fields  all  are  ripening,  and  far  and 
The  world  now  is  waiting  the  harvest- tide; 
But  reapers  are  few,  and  the  work  is  great, 
And  much  will  be  lost  should  the  harvest 

wait. 

4  Socomewithyoursickles.yesonsofmen, 
And  gather  together  the  golden  grain ; 
Toil  on  till  the  Lord  of  the  harvest  come, 
Thenshareyehisjoyinthe  "harvest  home." 

— Eben  E.  Rexford. 

185  Key  D. 

I've  been  to  the  field  with  the  reapers, 
And  there  I  have  gleaned  all  day  ; 

But  my  task  was  light, and  my  heart  was 
For  I  heard  the  Master  say  :    [glad, 

Cho. — Rest  by  and  by,  rest  by  and  by, 
Rest  in  the  field  above  ;        [and  by, 

There  is  rest  by  and  by,  happy  rest  by 
And  a  crown  of  eternal  love. 

2  O  sweet  was  the  song  of  the  reapers,. 
And  bright  was  their  golden  grain. 

As  it  waved  in  the  light  of  the  mid-day 
sun, 
And  it  smiled  o'er  the  harvest  plain. 

3  And  still  by  the  side  of  the  reapers, 
I  ask  that  my  place  may  be,    [done, 

Till  the  sun  shall  set,  and  my  work  is 
And  the  Master  calls  for  me. 

— May  L.  Clayton. 


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186  Key  G. 

Blessed  Bible!  how  I  love  it! 

How  it  doth  my  spirit  cheer! 
What  on  earth  like  this  to  covet? 

Oh,  what  stores  of  wealth  are  here ! 
Man  was  lost  and  doomed  to  sorrow, 

Not  one  ray  of  light  or  bliss 
Could  he  from  earth's  treasures  borrow, 

Till  his  way  was  cheered  by  this. 

Cho. — Blessed  Bible,  how  I  love  it! 

How  it  doth  my  spirit  cheer, 
What  on  earth  like  this  to  covet? 

Oh,  what  stores  of  wealth  are  here ! 

2  Yes,  I'll  to  my  bosom  press  thee  ; 
Precious  Word,  I'll  hide  thee  here, 

Sure  my  very  heart  will  bless  thee, 
For  thou  ever  say'st,  "  Good  cheer! " 

Speak,  poor  heart,  and  tell  thy  pond- 
Tell  how  far  thy  rovings  led,  ['rings, 

When  this  book  brought  back  thy  wand- 
Speakinglife  as  from  the  dead. ['rings, 

3  Blessed  Bible!  I  will  hide  thee 
Deep — yes,  deeper  in  my  heart ; 

Thou  through  all  my  life  wilt  guide  me, 
And  in  death  we  will  not  part : 

Part  in  death?  no,  never,  never! 
Through  death's  vale  I'll  lean  on  thee; 

Then,  in  worlds  above,  forever, 
Sweeter  still  thy  truths  shall  be. 

— Mrs.  Phoebe  Palmer. 

187  Key  G. 
Wake  from  thy  drowsy  sleep, 

Yonder  the  day.  yonder  the  day 
Breaks  o'er  the  golden  fields, 

Up  and  away ; 
Lose  not  the  morning  hours, 

Balmy  and  clear,  balmy  and  clear, 
Toil  with  a  cheerful  heart ; 
Reaping  is  near. 

Cho. — Wake  from  thy  drowsy  sleep, 
Yonder  the  day,  yonder  the  day 
Breaks  o'er  the  golden  fields, 
Up  and  away. 

2  Wake  from  thy  drowsy  sleep, 

Time  flies  apace,  time  flies  apace; 
Go,  lest  another  fill 

Thy  vacant  place ; 


Speed  to  thy  labor  now,     [sheaves ; 
Care  for  thy  sheaves,  care  for  thy 
Say,  wouldst  thou  bring  thy  Lord 
Nothing  but  leaves? 

3  Wake  from  thy  drowsy  sleep, 

List  to  the  song,  list  to  the  song 
Now  on  the  summer  breeze 

Floating  along ; 
Haste,  ere  the  noontide  beams 

Fall  from  the  sky,  fall  from  the  sky, 
Work  till  the  Master  comes; 
Rest  by  and  by. 

—  Frank  Gould. 

188  Key  D. 

Lift  the  voice  in  holy  song, 

Awake,  ye  saints  who  love  the  Lord  ; 
Gather  now  in  happy  throng, 

And  praise  his  name  withoneaccord; 
Ye  who  know  the  great  salvation, 

Sing  the  triumphs  of  his  grace, 
And  with  highest  adoration, 

Come  before  Jehovah's  face. 

Cho. — Praise  the  Lord, ye  sons  of  light ; 

Praise  the  Lord,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  the  Lord  for  all  his  mighty  acts 
In  all  the  places  of  his  wide  dominion  ; 

Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

2  Crowd  his  courts  with  lofty  praise, 

And  singthe  worksthat  hehath  done; 
Songs  of  love  and  honor  raise 

To  Christ,  the  Lord,  the  equal  Son ; 
Shout  aloud,  ye  souls  in  glory  ; 

Swell  the  song,  ye  saints  below; 
Till  the  heavens  shall  tell  the  story, 

And  the  earth  the  strain  shall  know. 
— Rev.  R.  Lowry. 

180  Key  Eb. 

Art  thou  in  darkness?  he  is  the  Light: 
Hast  suffered  wrongly?  he  is  the  Right: 
Hast  thou  lost  all  things?  he  hath  all  won  : 
And  hast  thou  wandered?  he  leadeth  on. 

2  Art  thou  so  hungry?  he  is  thy  food  : 
Art  thou  as  nothing?  he  is  all  Good  : 
Art  thou  sore  wounded  ?  he  healeth  all : 
Hast  none  to  love  thee?  he  hears  thy  call. 


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3  Wouldst  thou  find  labor?  this  is  the  land : 
Askest  thou  whither  ?  on  ev'ry  hand  : 
Art  thou  so  weary  ?  he  is  thy  Rest : 
Art  thou  so  longing?  in  him  be  blest. 

-A.  Z.  G. 

190  Key  Eb. 

WHAT  !  sitting  at  ease  when  there's  work 

to  be  done ! 
The  best  of  the  day  half  its  circuit  has  run  ; 
Yon  orb  to  its  zenith  rides  forth  in  the  sky  ; 
What !  sitting  at  ease  and  the  harvest  so 

nigh ! 

[white ; 
CHO. — O  look  on  the  fields  that  already  are 
The  Lord  hath  commanded  to  work  in  the 

light ;  [sheaves, 

Beware  lest,  instead  of  the  bright,  golden 
We  bring  to  him  only  a  handful  of  leaves. 

2  What !  sitting  at  ease,  leaving  others  the 

toil 
Of  training  the  vineyard  and  tilling  thesoil ; 
This  truth  in  our  mind  let  us  constantly 

keep,  [reap 

From  seed  that  we  scatter  the  fruit  we  shall 

3  What !  sitting  at  ease,  when  a  burden  of 

care  [to  bear ; 

Our  brother  has  borne  we  might  help  him 
Oh, let  usbe  earnest, and  work  while  we  may, 
The  Master  is  calling,  arise  and  away. 

4  No  longer  at  ease  we  are  folding  our 

hands,  [mands, 

But,  willing  to  do  what  the  Saviour  com- 
We'll  work  till  the  harvest,  then  gather  the 

sheaves,  [leaves. 

And  bring  to  him  more  than  a  handful  of 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

191  Key  Ab. 

Oh  !  do  not  let  the  Word  depart, 
Nor  close  thine  eyes  againstthe  Light, 

Poor  sinner,  harden  not  your  heart, 
Thou  wouldst  be  saved,  why  not  to- 
night? 

Cho.— Why  not  to-night? 

Why  not  to-night? 
Thou  would'st  be  saved, 
Why  not  to-night? 


2  To-morrow's  sun  may  never  rise 
To  bless  thy  long-deluded  sight, 

This  is  the  time,  oh,  then,  be  wise ! 
Thou  would'st  be  saved,  why  not  to- 
night? 

3  Our  God  in  pity  lingers  still, 

And  wilt  thou  thus  his  love  requite? 
Renounce  at  length  thy  stubborn  will, 
Thou  would'st  be  saved,  why  not  to- 
night? 

4  The  world  has  nothing  left  to  give, 
It  has  no  new,  no  pure  delight; 

Oh,  try  the  life  which  Christians  live, 
Thou  would'st  be  saved,  why  not  to- 
night ? 

5  Our  blessed  Lord  refuses  none 
Who  would  to  him  their  souls  unite, 

Then  be  the  work  of  grace  begun, 
Thou  would'st  be  saved,  why  not  to- 
night? —Anon. 

192  Key  F. 

COME,  oh,  come  with  me  where  love  is 

beaming,  [streaming, 

Come,  oh,  come  with  me  where  light  is 

Light  and  love  divine,  in  Christ  revealing 

God  himself  to  you  and  me. 

CHO.— 1| :  Hallelujah,  hallelujah  ; 

I  love  thee,  my  Saviour: 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah; 
I  trust  but  in  thee.  :|| 

2  Come  with  all  your  sins,  altho'  a  moun- 

tain, [tain 

Come  unto  the  cross,  from  whence  a  foun- 
Flows,  divinely  clear,  to  heal  the  nations; 
Come  and  wash,  and  make  you  clean. 

3  None  can  be  too  vile  for  love  sobeaming, 
None  can  be  too  dark  for  light  so  streaming, 
Christ  will  make  you  whole,  thro'  faith  re- 
Full  salvation  unto  you.  [veahng 

4  Come  and  let  us  kneel  where  Jesus  meets 

us, 
Let  us  ever  stay  where  Christ  receives  us, 
Safe  within  the  fold  no  harm  can  reach  us, 
Hasten,  hasten  to  the  fold. 

-  — Mrs.  Edward  Anderson. 


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193  Key  G. 

Go  and  tell  Jesus,  O  desolate  heart, 
Go  and  tell  Jesus  how  weary  thou  art ; 
Weary  of  trying  without  him  to  live, 
Seeking  for  comfort  the  world  cannot  give. 

Cho. — Go  and  tell  Jesus, — 

Tell  him  how  weary  thou  art, 
Go,  thy  Saviour  is  waiting, 
Waiting  to  comfort  thy  heart. 

2  Go  and  tell  Jesus,  so  ready  to  hear, 
Whisper  thy  sorrow  alone  in  his  ear; 
Long  hast  thou  grieved  him,  but  still  he  is 
kind  ;  [find. 

Ask,  he  will  give  thee;  go,  seek  thou  and 

5  Narrow  the  gate  but  a  light  thou  wilt  see 
Shining  above  it,  and  shining  for  thee  ; 
Go,  and,  believing,  acknowledge  thy  sin; 
Knock,  he  will  open  and  welcome  thee  in. 
4  Go  and  tell  Jesus  thy  soul  is  oppressed, 
Go  and  tell  Jesus  'tis  longing  for  rest, 
Helpless, dependent, bend  low  at  his  throne, 
Clinging  by  faith  to  his  merits  alone. 

— Jennie  Garnett. 

194  Key  C. 

I  HAVE  read  of  a  beautiful  city, 
Far  away  in  the  kingdom  of  God ; 

1  have  read  how  its  walls  are  of  jasper, 
How  its  streets  are  all  golden  and  broad. 

In  the  midst  of  the  street  is  life's  river, 
Clear  as  crystal  and  pure  to  behold  ; 

But  not  half  of  that  city's  bright  glory 
To  mortals  has  ever  been  told. 

CHO. — 1| :  Not  half  has  ever  been  told; 
Not  half  has  ever  been  told  ; 
Not  half  of  that  city's  bright  glory 
To  mortals  has  ever  been  told. :  || 

2  I  have  read  of  bright  mansions  in  heaven, 
Which  the  Saviour  has  gone  to  prepare  ; 

And  the  salntswhoon earth havebeen  faith- 
Rest  forever  with  Christ  over  there  ;  [ful, 

There  no  sin  ever  enters,  nor  sorrow, 
The  inhabitants  never  grow  old  ; 

But  not  half  of  the  joys  that  await  them 

To  mortals  has  ever  been  told.    r 

[teous, 

3  I  have  read  of  white  robes  for  the  righ- 
Of  bright  crowns  whicli  the  glorified  wear, 

When  our  Father  shall  bid  them  "  Come, 
And  my  glory  eternally  share  ;  "  [enter, 


How  the  righteous  are  evermore  blessed, 
As  they  walk  thro'  the  streets  of  pure  gold ; 

But  not  half  of  the  wonderful  story 
To  mortals  has  ever  been  told. 

4  I  have  read  of  a  Christ  so  forgiving, 
That  vile  sinners  may  ask  and  receive 

Peace  and  pardon  from  every  transgression, 
If,  when  asking,  they  only  believe. 

1  have  read  how  he'll  guide  and  protect  us, 

If  for  safety  we  enter  his  fold  ; 
But  not  half  of  his  goodness  and  mercy 
To  mortals  has  ever  been  told. 

— Rev.  J.  B.  Atchinson. 

195  Key  F. 

To-day  the  Saviour  calls; 

Ye  wand'rers,  come; 
O  ye  benighted  souls, 

Why  longer  roam? 

2  To-day  the  Saviour  calls; 

Oh,  hear  him  now; 
Within  these  sacred  walls 
To  Jesus  bow. 

3  To-day  the  Saviour  calls; 

For  refuge  fly ; 
The  storm  of  Justice  falls, 
And  death  is  nigh. 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day; 

Yield  to  his  power; 
Oh,  grieve  him  not  away, 
'Tis  mercy's  hour. 

— Sa'lie  F.  Smith. 

196  Key   C. 

Through  the  gates  of  pearl  and  jasper 

To  the  city  paved  with  gold, 
When  the  ransomed  host  shall  enter, 

And  their  gracious  Lord  behold, 
When  they  meet  in  blissful  triumph 

By  the  tree  of  life  so  fair, 
Shall  we  join  the  noble  army, 

And  receive  a  welcome  there? 

Cho. — By  the  grace  of  God  we'll  meet, 
In  the  city's  golden  street, 

Shouting  glory  !  hallelujah  ! 
At  the  dear  Redeemer's  feet. 

2  When  the  harvest  work  is  ended, 
And  the  summer  days  are  past, 


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When  the  reapers  go- rejoicing 

To  their  bright  reward  at  last ;  [them 
When    the    white-robed   angel    leads 

To  the  gates  of  joy  so  fair, 
Shall  we  join  their  happy  number? 

Will  they  bid  us  welcome  there? 
3  Let  us  follow  on  with  firmness, 

Keeping  ever  in  the  way, 
Where  our  blessed  Lord  has  taught  us 

To  be  faithful,  watch  and  pray ; 
Then,  in  garments  pure  and  spotless, 

By  the  tree  of  life  so  fair, 
We  shall  sing  through  endless  ages 

With  the  countless  millions  there. 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

197  Key  G. 

Holy  Spirit,  faithful  guide, 
Ever  near  the  Christian's  side; 
Gently  lead  us  by  the  hand, 
Pilgrims  in  a  desert  land  ; 
Wear}-  souls  for  e'er  rejoice, 
While  they  hear  that  sweetest  voice, 
Whisp'ring  softly,  wand'rer,  come ! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home. 

2  Ever  present,  truest  Friend, 
Ever  near  thine  aid  to  lend, 
Leave  us  not  to  doubt  and  fear, 
Groping  on  in  darkness  drear, 
When  the  storms  are  raging  sore, 
Heartsgrowfaint.andhopesgiveo'er, 
Whispering  softly,  wanderer,  come! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home. 

3  When  our  days  of  toil  shall  cease, 
Waiting  still  for  sweet  release, 
Nothing  left  but  heaven  and  prayer, 
Wond'ring  if  our  names  were  there  ; 
Wading  deep  the  dismal  flood. 
Pleading  nought  but  Jesus'  blood; 
Whispering  softly,  wanderer  come! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home  ! 

198  Key  E. 
Revive  thy  work,  O  Lord, 

Thy  mighty  arm  make  bare; 
Speak  with  the  voice  that  wakes  the 
.  And  make  thy  people  hear,  [dead, 

Cho. — Revive  thy  work,  O  Lord, 

And  give  refreshing  showers; 
The  glory  shall  be  all  thine  own, 
The  blessing:  shall  be  ours. 


2  Revive  thy  work,  O  Lord, 

Disturb  this  sleep  of  death ; 
Quicken  the  smould'ring  embers  now 
By  thine  almighty  breath. 

3  Revive  thy  work,  O  Lord, 

Create  soul-thirst  for  thee  ; 
And  hung'ring  for  the  bread  of  life, 
Oh,  may  our  spirits  be! 

4  Revive  thy  work,  O  Lord, 

Exalt  thy  precious  name  ; 
And  by  the  Holy  Ghost  our  love 
For  thee  and  thine  in -flame. 

—Albert  -Midlane. 

199  Key  D. 

Praise  the  Saviour,  O  ye  people ! 

Praise  and  bless  his  holy  name! 
Praise  and  worship  him;  children, wor- 
ship him, 

For  a  child  from  heav'n  he  came ; 
Praise  him  from  the  hills  and  moun- 

From  the  vales  and  cities  all ;  [tains. 
|| :  Hail  him  King  of  earth  and  heaven, 

Who  was  once  a  child  so  small.  :|| 

Cho. — Praise  him  in  the  sanctuary; 
Let  the  children  swell  the  strain, 
|| :  And  at  morn,  and  noon  and  even, 
Echo  still  the  sweet  refrain. :  || 

2  Praise  him  for  his  mighty  actions  ; 

Praise  him  for  his  tenderness, 
When  he  lovingly  held  the  little  ones 

In  his  arms  to  save  and  bless; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  wise  and  noble, 

Men  and  maidens,  old  and  young; 
|| :  Let  redeeming  love  and  mercy^ 

Be  the  theme  of  ev'ry  tongue.  :|| 

—Miss  M.  A   Baker. 

200  Key  Ab. 

SOFTLY  and  tenderly  Jesus  is  calling, 
Calling  for  you  and  for  me,  UnS< 

See  on  the  portals  he's  waiting  and  watch- 
Watching  for  you  and  for  me. 

CHO. — Come  home,  come  home, 

Ye  who  are  weary,  come  home, 

Earnestly,  tenderly  Jesus  is  calling, 

Calling,  O  sinner,  come  home  ! 


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2  Why  should  we  tarry  when  Jesusisplead- 
Pleading  for  you  and  forme?         [hig, 

Why  should  we  linger  and  heed  not  his 
Mercies  for  you  and  for  me?  [mercies, 

3  Time  is  now  fleeting,  the  moments  are 
Passing  from  you  and  from  me;  [passing, 

Shadows  are  gathering, death  bedsarecom- 
Coming  for  you  and  for  me.  [ing, 

4  Oh  !  for  the  wonderful  love  he  has  prom- 
Promised  for  you  and  for  nic  ;       [ised, 

Tho'  we  have  sinned,  he  has  mercy  and 

Pardon  for  you  and  forme.      Tpardon, 

— Will  L.  Thompson. 

201  .    Key   C. 

God  has  bless'd  us  without  measure, 
Crown'd  our  years  with  richesttreasure, 
Join'd  our  hearts  in  love  to  him. 
That  we  all  might  praise  his  name. 

Cho. — 1|:  Praise  him,  praise  him, 
Praise  his  holy  name.  :|| 

2  And  our  school  to-day  rejoices, 
While  we  praise  with  happy  voices, 
On  this  Anniversary  Day 

We  would  bring  our  grateful  lay. 

3  Thanks  to  God, our  Heav'nly  Father, 
Who  has  bless'd  and  kept  us  ever, 
With  united  heart  and  tongue 

May  his  praise  by  us  be  sung. 

—Mrs.  A.  M.  Chance. 

202  Key  C. 

GREAT  is  the  Lord,  who  ruleth  over  all ! 

Wake,  wake  and  sing,  wake,  wake  and 
Down  at  his  feet  in  adoration  fall,    [sing ; 

Praise  and  magnify  our  King. 

CHO. — O  ye  redeemed  above, 

Strike,  strike  your  harps  of  love, 
Hail  the  Blessed  One, 
Hail  the  Mighty  One, 
Sweetly  his  wonders  tell, 
Loudly  his  glory  swell, 
Praise  and  magnify  our  King, 

'2  Great  is  the  Lord,  who  spake  and  it  was 
done ;  [sing; 

Wake,  wake  and  sing,  wake,  wake  and 
Honor  and  strength,  dominion  he  has  won, 

Praise  and  magnify  our  King. 


3  Great  is  the  Lord :  oh,  come  with  holy 

mirth ;  [sing, 

Wake,  wake  and  sing,  wake,  wake  and 
Come  and  rejoice,  ye  nations  of  the  earth, 
Praise  and  magnify  our 'King. 

4  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  holy  is  his  name ! 
Wake,  wake  and  sing,  wake,  wake  and 

sing;  [claim, 

Angels  and  men  his  wondrous  works  pro- 
Praise  and  magnify  our  King. 

— Lizzie  Edwards. 

203  Key  A. 

Look,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious, 
See  the  Man  of  Sorrows  now ! 

From  the  fight  returned  victorious, 
Ev'ry  knee  to  him  shall  bow  : 

|| :  Crown  him,  crown  him; 
Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow.  :|| 

2  Crown   the   Saviour,  angels,  crown 
Rich  the  trophies  Jesus  brings:  [him: 

In  the  seat  of  power  enthrone  him, 
While  the  vault  of  heaven  rings  : 

I' :  Crown  him,  crown  him  ; 
Crown  the  Saviour  King  of  kings.  :|| 

3  Sinners  in  derision  crowned  him, 
Mocking  thus  the  Saviour's  claim  ; 

Saints  and  angels  crowd  around  him, 
Own  his  title,  praise  his  name: 

I! :  Crown  him,  crown  him; 
Spread  abroad  the  Victor's  fame. :  || 

\  Hark,  those  bursts  of  acclamation  ! 

Hark,  those  loud  triumphant  chords! 
Jesus  takes  the  highest  station  : 

Oh,  what  joy  the  sight  affords! 
|| :  Crown  him,  crown  him; 

King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords.  :|| 

— Thomas  Kelley. 

204  Key  Ab. 

There's  a  crown  in  heaven  for  the  striving 
soul,  [place 

Which  the  blessed  Jesus  himself  will 
On  the  head  of  each  who  shall  faithful  prove, 

Even  unto  death,  in  the  heavenly  race. 

Ref. — Oh,  may  that  crown  in  heaven  be 
And   I  among  the  angels  shine  ;   [mine, 
Be  thou,  O  Lord,  my  daily  guide, 
Let  me  ever  in  thy  love  abide. 


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2  There's  a  joy  in  heaven.for  the  mourning 

soul,  [night; 

Though  the  tears  may  fall  all  the  earthly 

Yet  the  clouds  of  sadness  will  break  away, 

And  rejoicing  come  with  the  morning 

light. 
REF. — Oh,  may  that  joy,  etc.        r       , 

3  There's  a  home  in  heaven  for  the  faithful 
In  the  many  mansions  prepared  above, 

Where  the  glorified  shall  forever  sing 
Of  a  Saviour's  free  and  unbounded  love. 

REF. — Oh,  may  that  home,  etc. 

— T.  C.  O'Kane. 

205  Key  Eb. 

ABUNDANT  salvation  thro'  Jesus  I  know ; 
Rich  streams  of  refreshing  from  Calvary 

flow : 
Believing  his  word,  with  rejoicing  I  see 
The  fountain  of  blessing  is  flowing  for  me ! 

Cho. — Flowingforme.nowflowingforme; 
The  fountain  of  blessing  is  flowing  for  me. 

2  "Alive  evermore !  he's  a  Saviour  indeed  ; 
His  fulness  surpassing  my  uttermost  need; 
H  is  bounty  is  "royal, "exceedingmy  plea — 
The  fountain  of  blessing  is  flowing  for  me  ! 

3  There'sstrengthintemptation,thevict'ry 

to  gain  ;  [in  pain  ; 

There's  sunshine  in  darkness,  and  comfort 
This  "  plenteous  redemption  "  in  Jesus  is 

free — 
The  fountain  of  blessing  is  flowing  for  me ! 

4  The  brightening  waves  of  the  river  of 

peace,  [increase : 

And  joy,  fresh  and  sparkling,  find  happy 
All  honor  andglory,  dearSaviour,  tothee — 
The  fountain  of  blessing  is  flowing  for  me  ! 

— E.  E.  Hewitt. 

306  Key  Ab. 

I  will  praise  him,  I  will  praise  him, 

I  will  sing  unto  the  Lord  ; 
For  his  plenteous,  free  compassion, 

Round  theearth  like  floods  outpour'd; 
Reaching  every  tribe  and  nation 

To  the  earth's  remotest  line, 
Touching,  cleansing,  healing,  saving, — 

Oh,  the  breadth  of  love  divine  ! 


Cho. — I  will  praise  him,  I  will  praise 
Ever  be  his  name  adored  ;      [him, 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah, 
Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord. 

2  I  will  praise  him,  I  will  praise  him, 
Witness  to  his  love  for  me ;  [me 

How  he  chose,  and  sought  and  found 
With  his  grace  so  full  and  free ; 

How  he  leads  me  on  with  blessing, 
Closely  holds  this  hand  of  mine, 

Keeps  me  when  I  shrink  and  falter, — 
Oh,  the  length  of  love  divine ! 

3  I  will  praise  him,  I  will  praise  him, 
I  will  sing  unto  the  Lord  ; 

For  the  joy  of  his  salvation 
Shining  from  his  holy  word  ; 

Amply  freighted  with  his  mercy 
Is  each  sacred  page  and  line, 

Even  to  the  chief  of  sinners, — 
Oh,  the  depth  of  love  divine! 

4  I  will  praise  him,  I  will  praise  him, 
I  will  sing  unto  the  Lord  ; 

Loud  extol  the  royal  bounty 

His  full  treasuries  afford  ; 
Half  his  goodness  was  not  told  me! 

Oh,  what  glories  in  him  shine ! 

1  can  never,  never  tell  it, 

All  the  height  of  love  divine! 

5  I  will  praise  him,  I  will  praise  him, 
Holy  Ghost,  my  song  indite, — 

For  the  love  that  passeth  knowledge, 
Length  and  breadth   and   depth  and 

Sing,  O  earth!  let  every  creature  [height; 
Help  this  feeble  tongue  of  mine 

To  declare  a  love  so  precious, 
Endless,  infinite,  divine! 

—Mrs.  H.  E.  Brown. 

207  Key  E. 

O  HEAVENLY  Father,  thou  hast  |  told 
Of  a  gift  more  precious  than  |  pearls  and 
A  gift  that  is  free  to  |  ev'ry  one,      [gold; 
Through  Jesus  Christ,  thy  |  only  Son ; 
For  his  sake,  oh,  give  it  tc  me. 

2  Oh,  give  it  to  me,  for  Jesus  |  said 
That  a  father  giveth  his  |  children  bread, 
And  how  much  more  thou  wilt  |  surely  give 
The  gift  by  which  the  |  dead  shall  live? 

For  Christ's  sake,  oh,  give  it  to  me. 


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3  I  cannot  see,  and  I  want  the  |  sight; 

I  am  in  the  dark,  and  I  |  want  the  light ; 

1  |  want  to  pray,  and  I  know  not  how ; 
Oh,  give  me  thy  Holy  |  Spirit  now ! 

For  Christ's  sake,  oh,  give  it  to  me. 

4  Thou  hast  said  it,  I  must  be-  |  lieve, 
It  is  only  "  ask  "  and  I  |  shall  receive ; 
If  thou  saidst  it,  it  |  must  be  true, 
And  there's  nothing  else  for  |  me  to  do ! 

For  Christ's  sake,  oh,  give  it  to  me. 

5  So  I  come  and  ask,  because  my  |  need 
Is  very  great  and  |  real  indeed,  [say, 
On  the  strength  of  thy  Word  I  |  come  and 
Oh,  let  thy  Word  come  |  true  to-day  ! 

For  Christ's  sake,  oh,  give  it  to  me  ! 

— F.  R.  Havergal. 

208  Key  D. 

Oh,  come  with  hearts  rejoicing, 
And  full  of  grateful  praise, 

For  this  returning  Sabbath, 
The  best  of  all  our  days. 

Cho. — Oh,  come  where  love  is  bending 
The  children's  song  to  hear, 
And  Jesus  with  his  blessing  crowns 
Our  Sabbath  home  so  dear. 

2  Oh,  come  and  learn  the  Bible, 

That  book  whose  ev'ry  page 
Is  bright  with  words  of  comfort, 
For  childhood,  youth,  and  age. 

3  Oh,  come  and  learn  of  Jesus, 

Believe  and  serve  him  now, 
Let  ev'ry  one  believe  him, 
In  sweetest  rapture  bow. 

4  Oh,  come,  and  if  we  ask  him 

He'll  take  us  in  his  care, 
And  bring  us  to  his  kingdom, 
Eternal  life  to  share. 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

209  Key  G. 

Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray 
Of  the  holy  Sabbath  day  ; 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun, 
When  the  Christian's  course  is  run. 
Night  her  solemn  mantle  spreads 
O'er  the  earth  as  daylight  fades; 
All  things  tell  of  calm  repose, 
At  the  holy  Sabbath's  close. 


2  Peace  is  on  the  world  abroad ; 
'Tis  the  holy  peace  of  God, 
Symbol  of  the  peace  within 
When  the  spirit  rests  from  sin. 
Saviour,  may  our  Sabbaths  be 
Days  of  joy  and  peace  in  thee, 
Till  in  heav'n  our  souls  repose, 
Where  the  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  close. 

210  Key  C. 

Praise  the  Lord,  the  Rock  of  Ages, 
Come  before  him  with  a  song,  [peat ; 

While  the  story  of  his  goodness  we  re- 
Praise  the  Lord,  the  King  of  Glory, 
With  the  everlasting  throng       [feet. 

Who  are  shouting,  Hallelujah!  at  his 

Cho. — O  praise  his  name, his  holy  name, 

O  come  with  joyful,  joyful  song; 
His  wondrous  love  proclaim  : 
O  praise  his  name,  his  holy  name; 
Rejoice,  rejoice  and  sing  with  loud  ac- 
claim. r 

[ness 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  whose  loving  kind- 
Has  redeemed  us  from  the  fall,  [free  ; 

And  has  bought  for  us  a  pardon  full  and 
Praise  the  Lord  that  all  are  welcome 
To  accept  the  gracious  call, 

Ho,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden,  come  to  me. 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  that  in  his  kingdom 
There  are  mansions  bright  and  fair, 

Where  the  streams  of  life  and  joy  in 
beauty  glide, 
Praise  the  Lord  that  all  the  faithful 
By  and  by  shall  enter  there, 
And  forever  in  his  tender  love  abide. 

— F.  J.  C. 

211  Key  B. 

In  the  midnight  silent  watches, 

What  a  wondrous  voice  I  hear! 
Charming  accents  sweet  and  tender, 
Music  like  salute  mine  ear. 
Cho. — Calling,  gently  calling,    [mild  ! 
Wondrous  accents,  sweet  and 
Calling,  for  he  loves  me  : 
He  loves  a  little  child. 

2  Blessed  Lord,  O  great  Creator, 
How  I  wonder  can  it  be 
He  that  built  the  starry  mansion 
Doth  regard  a  child  like  me. 


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3  There  again  I  hear  thee  calling, 

In  such  tender  accents  near ; 
Here  am  I !  oh,  yes,  I  listen  : 
Speak,  and  I  will  gladly  hear. 

4  Speak,  O  Lord,  thy  servant  heareth  ; 

Help  thou  me  to  understand; 
Here  I  wait  to  do  thy  errands, 
And  obey,  Lord,  thy  command. 

— Rev.  J.  M.  Lyons. 

212  Key  Db. 

God  calling  yet!  shall  I  not  hear? 
Earth's  pleasures  shall  I  still  hold  dear? 
Shall  life's  swift  passing  years  all  fly, 
And  still  my  soul  in  slumber  lie? 

Cho. — 1| :  Calling,  calling! 

God  is  calling,  calling  yet !  :|| 

2  God  calling  yet!  shall  I  not  rise? 
Can  I  his  loving  voice  despise, 
And  basely  his  kind  care  repay? 
He  calls  me  still — Can  I  delay? 

3  God  calling  yet !  and  shall  he  knock, 
And  I  my  heart  the  closer  lock? 

He  still  is  waiting  to  receive; 
And  shall  I  dare  his  Spirit  grieve  ? 

4  God  calling  yet !  and  shall  I  gv 
No  heed,  but  still  in  bondage  live? 
I  wait — but  he  does  not  forsake ; 
He  calls  me  still — my  heart,  awake! 

5  God  calling  yet !  I  cannot  stay, 
My  heart  I  yield  without  delay; 
Vain  world,  farewell !  from  thee  I  part ; 
The  voice  of  God  has  reach 'd  my  heart ! 

— Gerhard  Tersteegen  (tr). 

213  Key  G. 

Let  us  gather  up  the  sunbeams 

Lying  all  around  our  path  ; 
Let  us  keep  the  wheat  and  roses, 

Casting  out  the  thorns  and  chaff. 
Let  us  find  our  sweetest  comfort 

In  the  blessings  of  to-day, 
With  a  patient  hand  removing 

All  the  briars  from  the  way. 

Cho. — Then  scatter  seeds  of  kindness, 
Then  scatter  seeds  of  kindness, 
Then  scatter  seeds  of  kindness, 
For  our  reaping  by  and  by. 


2  Strange  we  never  prize  the  music 

Till  the  sweet-voiced  bird  is  flown  ! 

Strange  that  we  should  slight  the  vio- 
Till  thelovelyflow'rsaregone![lets 

Strange  that  summer  skies  and  sun- 
Never  seem  one  half  so  fair,  [shine 

As  when  winter's  snowy  pinions 
Shake  the  white  down  in  the  air. 

3  If  we  knew  the  baby  fingers, 

Pressed  against  the  window-pane, 
Would  be  cold  and  stiff  to-morrow, — 

Never  trouble  us  again, — 
Would  .the  bright  eyes  of  our  darling 

Catch  the  frown  upon  our  brow? — 
Would  the  prints  of  rosy  fingers 

Vex  us  then  as  they  do  now? 

4  Ah  !  those  little  ice-cold  fingers, 

How  they  point  the  memoriesback 
To  the  hasty  words  and  actions 

Strewn  aroundourbackward  track! 
How  these  little  hands  remird  us, 

As  in  snowy  grace  they  lie, 

Not  to  scatter  thorns,  but  roses, 

For  our  reaping  by  and  by. 

—Mrs.  Albert  Smith. 

214-215  Key  D. 

SING  unto  God,  our  hope  and  our  deliv- 
'rer;  [long; 

He  is  the  Lord,  the  mighty  theme  pro- 
Pour  out  your  hearts  in  music's  sweetest 
numbers,  [song. 

Pour  out  your  hearts  in  melody  and 
Seek  ye  the  gates,  the  lovely  gates  of  Zion , 

Now  let  his  courts  with  holy  rapture  ring; 
Wake.wake  again  the  silent  harp  of  Judah  ! 

Break  forth  yehills, and  let  the  desert  sing. 

CHO. — Sing  unto  God,  our  hope  and  our 
deliv'rer;  [long; 

He  is  the  Lord,  the  mighty  theme  pro- 
Pour  out  your  hearts  in  music's  sweetest 
numbers,  [song. 

Pour  out  your  hearts  in  melody   and 

2  Sing  unto  God,  for  he  alone  is  worthy, 
Sing  unto  God,  for  he  alone  is  King; 

Come,  O  ye  lands,  and.  trusting  his  salva- 
tion, 
Sing  unto  God,  in  grateful  chorus  sing. 


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Great  is  the  Lord, and  wonderful  his  mercy, 
Strong  is  his  love,  abiding  evermore  ; 

Sing  unto  God,  and  let  the  voice  of  glad- 
ness [shore  to  shore. 
Break  from  our  hearts  and  spread  from 

3  Sing  unto  God,  ye  ransomed  ones  in  glo- 
ry, [of  peace, 
Ye  who  have  reach'd  the  shining  realms 
Ye  who  are  safe  within  the  blessed  king- 
dom, [er  cease 
Safe  in  that  land  where  praise  shall  nev- 
Sing  unto  God,  ye  angels  that  behold  him. 
Sing  as  ye  fly  to  do  your  Sov'reign's  will, 
Sing  unto  God,  let  anthems  ever  rolling, 
Earth  and  the  sky  with  joy  and  gladness 
fill ;  _F.  J.  C. 

216  Key  C. 

When  my  Saviour  I  shall  see, 
In  his  glorious  likeness  be, 
Clad  in  robes  by  love  supplied, 
Then  shall  I  be  satisfied. 

Cho. — Satisfied  with  love  divine, 

Satisfied,  since  Christ  is  mine, 
Ev'ry  need  in  him  supplied, 
Then  shall  I  be  satisfied. 

2  When  I'm  wholly  freed  from  sin, 
Spotless,  clean  and  pure  within, 
Meet  to  stand  by  Jesus'  side, 
Then  shall  I  be  satisfied. 

3  When  my  feet  shall  press  the  shore, 
Trod  by  angels'  feet  before, 

Near  to  living  streams  that  glide, 
Then  shall  I  be  satisfied. 

4  Oh,  till  then  be  this  my  care, 
More  his  image  blest  to  wear; 
More  to  conquer  self  and  pride, 
So  shall  I  be  satisfied. 

— Arr.  P.  H.  Roblin. 

217  Key  Eb. 

SING  with  a  tuneful  heart,  sing  and  adore, 
Jesus,  the  holy  one,  King  evermore  ; 
He  is  the  desert  Rock,  there  we  may  hide, 
Under  his  mighty  shade,  safe  we  abide. 

CHO. — 1| :  Joyfully  sing, :  ||  joyfully  sing, 
Lijht  of  eternity, 
Honor  and  praise  to  thee 
Now  and  forever  be,  Jesus  our  King. 


2  Sing  with  a  grateful  heart,   hallow  his 

name, 
All  he  has  done  for  us  gladly  proclaim  ; 
Tell  how  each  promise  sweet  cheers  us  a- 

l°ng.  [song. 

Praise  we  the  Lord  of  lords,  fountain  of 

3  Sing  with  a  trusting  heart,  looking  away 
Up  to  the  brighter  land,  brighter  than  day ; 
Sing  with  a  glowing  heart,  filled  with  his 

love, 
Sing  till  our  happy  souls  anchor  abo?e. 

— Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

218  Key  Bb. 

In  a  world  so  full  of  weeping, 
While  the  years  are  rolling  on, 

Christian  souls  the  watch  are  keeping, 
While  the  years  are  rolling  on. 

While  our  journey  we  pursue, 

With  the  haven  still  in  view, 

There  is  work  for  us  to  do, 
While  the  years  are  rolling  on. 

Cho  — ||:Are  rolling  on,  are  rolling  on,:|| 
Oh,  the  joy  that  we  may  scatter, 
While  the  years  are  rolling  on. 

2  There's  no  time  to  waste  in  sighing, 
While  the  years  are  rolling  on; 

Time  is  flying,  souls  are  dying, 
While  the  years  are  rolling  on, 

Loving  words  a  soul  may  win, 

From  the  wretched  paths  of  sin; 

We  may  bring  the  wand'rers  in, 
While  the  years  are  rolling  on. 

3  Let  us  strengthen  one  another, 
While  the  years  are  rolling  on; 

Seek  to  raise  a  fallen  brother, 

While  the  years  are  rolling  on; 
This  is  work  for  ev'ry  hand 
Till,  throughout  creation's  land, 
Armies  for  the  Lord  shall  stand, 
While  the  years  are  rolling  on. 

4  Friends  we  love  are  quickly  flying, 
While  the  years  are  rolling  on  ; 

No  more  parting,  no  more  dying, 
While  the  years  are  rolling  on. 
In  the  world  beyond  the  tomb 
Sorrow  never  more  can  come, 
When  we  meet  in  that  blest  home, 
While  the  years  are  rolling  on. 

— Harriet  B.  McKeever. 


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219  Key  D. 

On  the  sweet  Eden  shore, 

So  peaceful  and  bright, 
The  spirits  made  perfect 

Are  dwelling  in  light; 
Their  white  wings  are  wafting 

Them  gently  along, 
Through  beautiful  regions 

Of  glory  and  song. 

Cho. — On  the  sweet  Eden  shore, 

So  peaceful  and  bright ; 

On  the  sweet  Eden  shore, 

The  home  of  the  blest, 
With  friends  gone  before 
We'll  tarry  and  rest, 
Tarry  and  rest, 
Tarry  and  rest  on  the  shore. 

2  Oh,  blessed  to  rise, 

When  life's  pangs  are  o'er, 
To  mount  up  to  heaven 

And  dwell  evermore, 
To  never  grow  weary, 

And  never  know  care, 
In  those  beautiful  regions, 

So  blooming  and  fair ! 

3  On  the  sweet  Eden  shore, 

The  home  of  the  blest, 
With  friends  gone  before 

Soon  we'll  tarry  and  rest; 
Content  there  with  Jesus 

Our  Saviour  to  stay, 
We'll  delight  in  the  pleasures 

That  never  decay. 

—Mrs.  M.  A.  Kidder. 

220  Key  G. 

All  the  day,  in  sweet  communion, 
Jesus,  I  have  walked  with  thee  : 

Do  not  now  withdraw  thy  presence, 
From  this  hour  abide  with  me. 

Cho. — Thou  my  life,  my  only  guide, 
There  is  naught  in  heaven  or  earth  I 
ask  but  thee ; 
Hear  my  prayer,  my  soul's  petition, 

Go  not  hence,  abide  with  me. 
2  One  by  one  the  evening  shadows 
Gather  darkly  o'er  the  lea. 
V°t  the  light  of  peace  remaineth 
If  thou  still  abide  with  me. 

— Frank  Gould. 


221  Key  Eb. 

Oh,  to  be  like  him,  tender  and  kind, 
Gentle  in  spirit,  lowly  in  mind ; 
More  like  to  Jesus  day  after  day, 
Filled  with  his  Spirit  now  and  a!way. 

Cho. — Yes,  to  be  like  him,  we  must  abide 
Near  to  our  Saviour,  close  to  his  side. 

2  Oh,  to  be  like  him,  quick  to  obey, 
Child-like  and  trustful,  ready  to  say, 
"  I  and  my  Father  purpose  have  one, 
Thine,  not  my  will,  ever  be  done." 

3  Oh,  to  be  like  him,  tempted  in  vain, 
Dwelling  with  sinners,  yet  without  stain ; 
Giving  our  lifework  sinners  to  save, 
Triumphing  over  death  and  the  grave. 

—Mrs.  E.  C    Ellsworth. 

222  Key  D. 

AT  the  sounding  of  the  trumpet,  when  the 

saints  are  gathered  home,         [sea, 

We  will  greet  each  other  by  the  crystal 

With  the  friends  andallthelovedones there 

awaiting  us  to  come,  [be  ! 

What  a  gathering  of  the  faithful  that  will 

CHO. — What  a  gathering,  gathering, 
At  the  sounding  of  the  glorious  jubilee ! 
What  a  gathering,  gathering,        [be ! 
What  a  gathering  of  the  faithful  that  will 

2  When  the  angel  of  the  Lord  proclaims 

that  time  shall  be  no  more, 
We  shall  gather,  and  the  saved  and  ran- 
somed see, 
Then  to  meet  again  together,  on  the  bright 
celestial  shore,  [be ! 

What  a  gathering  of  the  faithful  that  will 

3  At  the  great  and  final  judgment,  when 

the  hidden  comes  to  light,         [see, 

When  the  Lord  in  all  his  glory  we  shall 

At  the  bidding  of  our  Saviour,  "  Come,  ye 

blessed,  to  my  right,"  [be  ! 

What  a  gathering  of  the  faithful  that  will 

4  When  the  golden  harps  are  sounding, and 

the  angel  bands  proclaim,  [lee, 

In  triumphant  strains,  the  glorious  jubi- 

Then  to  meet  and  join  to  sing  the  song  of 

Moses  and  the  Lamb,  [be! 

What  a  gathering  of  the  faithful  that  will 

— J.  H.  Kurzenknabe. 


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223  Key  Ab. 

Weak  and  wear}',  poor  and  sinful, 

Vainly  I  cry;  [row, 

Bound  and  crush'd  with  years  of  sor- 

What  help  is  nigh?  r  „ 

*  &        [garment,  :|] 

Cho. — 1| :  Let  me  touch  the  hem  of  his 

Let  me  touch  the  hem  of  his  garment, 

And  the  touch  will  make  me  whole. 

2  How  the  people  press  around  him, 

His  word  receive ; 
Surely  I  may  share  his  blessing, 
I  too  believe. 

3  Long  my  heart  has  felt  its  burden, 

Seeking  for  peace; 
Now,  at  last  I  find  in  Jesus 
My  sweet  release. 

— Rev.  R.  Lowry. 

224  Key  D. 

Oh,  word  of  words  the  sweetest, 

Oh,  word,  in  which  there  lie 
All  promise,  all  fulfillment, 

And  end  of  mystery  ; 
Lamenting  or  rejoicing, 

With  doubt  or  terror  nigh, 
I  hear  the  "  Come  "  of  Jesus, 

And  to  his  cross  I  fly. 

Cho. — 1| :  Come,  oh,  come  to  me, 
Come,  oh,  come  to  me, 
Weary,  heavy  laden, 
Come,  oh,  come  to  me.  :|| 

2  O  soul,  why  shouldst  thou  wander 

From  such  a  loving  Friend? 
Cling  closer,  closer  to  him, 

Stay  with  him  to  the  end, 
Alas !  I  am  so  helpless, 

So  very  full  of  sin, 
For  I  am  ever  wand'ring, 

And  coming  back  again. 

3  Oh,  each  time  draw  me  nearer, 

That  soon  the  "  Come  "  may  be 
Naught  but  a  gentle  whisper, 

To  one  close,  close  to  thee  ; 
Then,  oversea  and  mountain, 

Far  from,  or  near  my  home, 
I'll  take  thy  hand  and  follow, 

At  that  sweet  whisper  "  Come  !  " 
— Mrs.  Jas.  Gibson  Johnson. 


229 


Key  A. 


Now  the  day  is  over, 
Night  is  drawing  nigh, 

Shadows  of  the  evening 
Steal  across  the  sky. 

2  Jesus,  give  the  weary 

Calm  and  sweet  repose; 
With  thy  tenderest  blessing 
May  our  eyelids  close. 

3  Through  the  long  night  watches, 

May  thine  angels  spread 

Their  white  wings  above  me, 

Watching  round  my  bed. 

4  When  the  morning  wakens 

Then  may  I  arise, 
Pure,  and  fresh,  and  sinless 
In  thy  holy  eyes. 

— Rev.  S.  Baring  Gould. 

226  Key  Eb. 

My  Saviour  stands  waiting  and  knocks  at 
the  door; 
Has  knocked  and  is  knocking  again  ; 

1  hear  his  kind  voice,  I'll  reject  him  no  more, 

Nor  let  him  stand  pleading  in  vain  ; 
In  infinite  mercy  he  came  from  above, 

To  ransom,  to  cleanse  me  from  sin  ; 

I'll  yield  to  the  voice  of  his  merciful  love, 

And  let  my  dear  Saviour  come  in.  r  . 

[sin; 

CHO. — Saviour,  come  in,  cleanse  me  from 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  come  in,  come  in  ! 

Enter  the  door,  waging  no  more, 
Saviour,  dear  Saviour,  come  in  ! 

2  O  Saviour,  my  Ransom,  Redeemer  and 

Friend, 
The  Life,  and  the  Truth,  and  the  Way, 
On  thy  precious  merit  alone  I  depend  ; 

Dwell  in  me,  and  keep  me,  I  pray. 
Thy  goodness  hath  opened  the  door  of  my 
'Tis  open  in  welcome  to  thee  ;       [heart ; 
Come  in,  blessed  Saviour,  and  never  de- 
Come  in,  with  thy  mercy,  to  me.  [part; 
— Rev.  Alfred  Taylor. 

227  Key  C. 

In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory, 
There  remains  a  land  of  rest: 

There  my  Saviour's  gone  before  me, 
To  fulfill  my  soul's  request. 


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Cho, —  |! .-There  is  rest  for  the  weary, :|| 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 

There  is  rest  for  you — 
On  the  other  side  of  Jordan, 
In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 
Where  the  tree  of  life  is  bloom- 
There  is  rest  for  you.      [ing, 

2  Pain  nor  sickness  ne'er  shall  enter, 

Grief  nor  woe  my  lot  shall  share ; 
But  in  that  celestial  centre, 
I  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 

3  Death  itself  shall  then  be  vanquish'd, 

And  his  sting  shall  be  withdrawn  : 
Shout  for  gladness,  O  ye  ransom'd  ! 
Hail  with  joy  the  rising  morn. 

4  Sing,  oh,  sing,  ye  heirs  of  glory; 

Shout  your  triumphs  as  you  go; 
Zion's  gates  will  open  for  you, 

You  shall  find  an  entrance  through. 
— Rev.  S.  Y.  Harmer. 

228-229  Key  C. 

Master,  the  tempest  is  raging ! 

The  billows  are  tossing  high  !  [ness, 

The  sky  is  o'ershadowed  with  black- 
No  shelter  or  help  is  nigh  ; 

"  Carest  thou  not  that  we  perish  ?  " 
How  cans't.thou  lie  asleep,     [ening 

When  each  moment  so  madly  is  threat- 
A  grave  in  the  angry  deep? 

Cho. — The  winds  and  the  waves  shall 
Peace  be  still !  [obey  thy  will, 

Whether  the  wrath  of  the  storm-tossed 

sea, 
Or  demons,  or  men,  or  whatever  it  be, 
No  waters  can  swallow  the  ship  where 

lies  [skies ; 

The  Master  of  ocean,  and  earth,  and 
They  all  so  sweetly  obey  thy  will, 
Peace,  be  still !  peace,  be  still ! 
They  all  so  sweetly  obey  thy  will, 
Peace,  peace,  be  still ! 

2  Master,  with  anquish  of  spirit 

I  bow  in  my  grief  to-day;        [bled, 
The  depths  of  my  sad  heart  are  trou- 

Oh,  waken  and  save,  I  pray ! 
Torrents  of  sin  and  of  anguish 

Sweep  o'er  my  sinking  soul ; 
And  I  perish  !  I  perish  !  dear  Master, — 

Oh,  hasten,  and  take  control! 


3  Master,  the  terror  is  over, 

The  elements  sweetly  rest; 
Earth's  sun  in  the  calm  lake  is  mirrored, 

And  heaven's  within  my  breast; 
Linger,  O  blessed  Redeemer  ; 

Leave  me  alone  no  more;  [bor, 

And  with  joy  I  shall  make  the  blest  har- 

And  rest  on  the  blissful  shore. 

— M.  A.  Baker. 

230  Key  Bb. 

March  steadily  onward 

To  the  battle-field  away, 
Haste  !  follow  our  Leader, 

Let  one  and  all  his  voice  obey ; 
Oh,  march  steadily  onward, 

Let  the  ranks  be  filled  to-day, 
March  under  the  banner  of  the  Saviour. 
March  hopefully  onward, 

Our  colors  displaying, 

No  longer  delaying 
Our  place  at  once  to  fill ; 

No  evil  can  harm  us, 

No  danger  alarm  us 
While  to  the  Saviour  faithful  still. 

Cho. — March  steadily  onward 
To  the  battle-field  awa}', 
Haste  !  follow  our  Leader, 

Let  one  and  all  his  voice  obey; 
Oh,  march  steadily  onward, 
Let  the  ranks  be  filled  to-day, 
March  under  the  banner  of  the  Saviour. 

2  March  steadily  onward 

Like  the  armies  gone  before, 
Wear  bravely  the  armor,  [wore; 

The  shield  that  once  on  earth  they 
Oh,  march  steadily  onward 

Till  our  life's  great  work  is  o'er, 
March  under  the  banner  of  the  Saviour. 
March  trustingly  onward 

Through  sorrow  or  gladness, 

Through  sunshine  or  sadness 
With  joy  our  way  pursue  ;    ^ 

Our  hearts  will  be  lighter, 

Our  path  will  grow  brighter, 
Walking  with  Jesus  firm  and  true. 

3  March  stead ily  onward 

To  the  conquest  here  below, 
March  steadily  onward, 

Nor  let  us  fear  to  meet  the  foe ; 


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But  march  steadily  onward, 

Shouting  vict'ry  as  we  go, 
March  under  the  banner  of  the  Saviour. 
March  joyfully  onward, 

Whatever  befall  us, 

Till  Jesus  shall  call  us, 
And  say  our  work  is  done ; 

Keep  step  to  the  chorus 

Of  millions  before  us, 
Soon  will  our  glorious  crown  be  won. 

— S.  Martin. 

231  Key  Eb. 

God  be  with  thee,  God  be  with  thee, 
When  the  morn  is  bright  and  fair; 

When  thy  heart  is  filled  with  gladness  ; 
And  thou  knowest  not  a  care  ; 

God  be  with  thee,  God  be  with  thee, 
All  thy  daily  joy  to  share. 

2  God  be  with  thee,  God  be  with  thee, 
When  the  cloudy  day  is  near, 

When  thou  art  by  cares  surrounded, 
And  thy  path  seems  long  and  drear ; 

God  be  with  thee,  God  be  with  thee, 
May  he  keep  thy  heart  from  fear. 

3  God  be  with  thee,  God  be  with  thee, 
When  amidst  the  wintry  blast, 

When  the  sky  is  dark  and  gloomy, 
And  thy  strength  is  failing  fast ; 

God  be  with  thee,  God  be  with  thee, 
Keep  thy  soul  in  perfect  peace. 

— F.  G.  Burroughs. 

232  Key  Bb. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord  !  joyfully  shout  hosan- 
Praise  the  Lord  with  glad  acclaim  ;  [na  ! 
Lift  up  our  hearts  unto  his  throne  with  glad- 
Magnify  his  holy  name.  [ness, — 
Marching  along  under  his  banner  bright, 
Trusting  in  his  mercy  as  we  go, 
His  light  divine  tenderly  o'er  us  will  shine  ; 
We  shall  be  guided  by  his  hand  now  and 
forever. 

CHO. — Steadily  marching  on, with  ourban- 
ner  waving  o'er  us,        [ful  chorus  ; 
Steadily  marchingon,  while  we  sing  the  joy- 
Steadily  marchingon.pillar  and  cloud  going 
before  us,  [high. 

To  the  realms  of  glory,  to  our  home  on 


2  Praise  we  the  Lord  !  he  is  the  King  eter- 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high  !  ,  [nal ; 
Praise  we  the  Lord,  tell  of  his  loving  kind- 
Join  the  chorus  of  the  sky.  [ness, 
Still  marching  on,  cheerily  marching  on, 
In  the  ranks  of  Jesus  we  will  go, 
Home  to  our  rest,  joyfully  home,  where  the 

blest 
Gather   and   praise   the  Saviour's  name, 
praise  him  forever.  — F  J.  Crosby. 

233  Key   G. 

Art  thou  weary,  art  thou  languid, 

Art  thou  sore  distress'd? 
"Come  to  me,"saith  One,"and,  coming, 
Be  at  rest." 

2  Hath  he  marks  to  lead  me  to  him, 

If  he  be  my  guide?  [prints, 

"  In  his  feet,  and   hands,  are  wound- 
And  his  side." 

3  Is  there  diadem,  as  monarch, 

That  his  brow  adorns? 
"  Yes,  a  crown  in  very  surety, 
But  of  thorns." 

4  If  I  find  him,  if  I  follow, 

What  his  guerdon  here? 
Many  a  sorrow,  many  a  labor, 
Many  a  tear." 

5  If  I  still  hold  closely  to  him, 

What  hath  he  at  last? 
"  Sorrow  vanquished,  labor  ended, 
Jordan  past." 

6  If  I  ask  him  to  receive  me, 

Will  he  say  me  nay? 
"  Not  till  earth  and  not  till  heaven 

Pass  away."  Tr.  by  T.  M.  Neale. 

234  Key  G. 

"  Land  ahead  !  "  its  fruits  are  waving 
O'er  the  hills  of  fadeless  green; 

And  the  living  waters  laving  [seen. 
Shores    where    heav'nly   forms   are 

Cho — Rocks  and  storms  I'll  fear  no 
When  on  that  eternal  shore,    [more, 

Drop  the  anchor  !  furl  the  sail! 
I  am  safe  within  the  vail ! 


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2  Onward.bark!  the  cape  I'm  rounding; 
See,  the  blessed  wave  their  hands, 

Hear  the  harps  of  God  resounding 
From  the  bright,  immortal  bands. 

3  There,  let  go  the  anchor,  riding 
On  this  calm  and  silv'ry  bay  ; 

Seaward  fast  the  tide  is  gliding, 
Shores  in  sunlight  stretch  away. 

4  Now  we're  safe  from  all  temptation, 
All  the  storms  of  life  are  past; 

Praise  the  Rock  of  our  Salvation, 
We  are  safe  at  home  at  last. 

— Rev.  £.  Adams. 

235  Key  F. 

FADING  away,  like  the  dew  of  the  morning. 

Soaring  from  earth  to  its  home  in  the  sun; 
Thus  would  I  pass  from  the  earth  and  its 
toiling, 

Only  remembered  by  what  I  have  done. 

[bered, 
CHO. —  |:  Only  remembered,  only  remem- 
Only  remembered  by  what  I  have  done. :  || 

2  Shall  I  be  missed  if  another  succeed  me, 
Reaping  the  fields  I  in  spring-time  have 

sown? 
No,  for  the  sower  may  pass  from  his  labors, 
Only  remembered  by  what  he  has  done. 

3  Oh,  when  the  Saviour  shall  make  up  his 

jewels,  [won, 

When  the  bright  crowns  of  rejoicing  are 

Then  will  his  faithful  and  weary  disciples 

All  be  remembered  for  what  they  have 

done.  — H.  Bonar.  D.  D. 

236—238  Key  G. 

THE  earth  is  the  Lord's,  and  the  fulness 

thereof; 
The  world,  and  they  that  dwell  therein ; 
For  he  hath  founded  it  upon  the  seas, 
And  established  it  upon  the  floods. 

Who  shall  ascend  into  the  hill  of  the  Lord? 
Or  who  shall  stand  in  his  holy  place  ? 

He  that  hath  clean  hands  and  a  pure  heart ; 
Who  hath  not  lifted  up  his  soul  unto  vanity, 
Nor  sworn  deceitfully. 

|| :  He  shall  receive  the  blessing  from  the 

Lord,  [vation.  :|j 

And  righteousness  from  the  God  of  his  sal- 


Thisisthegenerationof  them  that  seek  him, 
That  seek  thy  face,  O  God  of  Jacob. 

Lift  up  your  heads,  O  ye  gates, 
And  be  ye  lifted  up,  ye  everlasting  doors  ; 
And  the  King  of  glory  shall  come  in, 
|f:  The  King  of  glory  shall  come  in. :  || 

|| :  Who  is  this  King  of  glory  ?  :  || 

The  Lord,  the  Lord  strong  and  mighty, 
The  Lord,  the  Lord  mighty  in  battle. 

Lift  up  your  heads,  O  ye  gates, 
Even  lift  them  up,  ye  everlasting  doors, 
And  the  King  of  glory  shall  come  in, 
|| :  The  King  of  glory  shall  come  in. :  || 
|| :  Who  is  this  King  of  glory  ?:|| 

The  Lord  of  hosts,  the  Lord  of  hosts. 
|| :  He  is  the  King  of  glory, :  || 
|| :  He  is  the  King,  the  King  of  glory,:  || 
The  King  of  glory. 

239  Key  C. 

There's  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy, 
Like  the  wideness  of  the  sea  : 

There's  a  kindness  in  his  justice 
Which  is  more  than  liberty. 

Cho. — He  is  calling,  "  Come  to  me !  " 
Lord,  I'll  gladly  haste  to  thee. 

2  There  is  welcome  for  the  sinner, 
And  more  graces  for  the  good  ; 

There  is  mercy  with  the  Saviour; 
There  is  healing  in  his  blood. 

3  For  the  love  of  God  is  broader 
Than  the  measure  of  man's  mind; 

And  the  heart  of  the  Eternal 
Is  most  wonderful  and  kind. 

\  If  our  love  were  but  more  simple, 
We  should  take  him  at  his  word  ; 

And  our  lives  would  be  all  sunshine 
In  the  sweetness  of  our  Lord. 

— Faber. 

240  Key  F. 

There  is  a  green  hill  far  away, 

Without  a  city  wall, 
Where  the  dear  Lord  was  crucified, 

Who  died  to  save  us  all. 
We  may  not  know,  we  cannot  tell 

What  pains  he  had  to  bear, 
But  we  believe  it  was  for  us 

He  hung  and  suffered  there. 


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Cho. — He  died  for  you, 

He  died  for  me, 
His  blood  hath  atoned  for  our  race ; 

Oh,  wonderful  love! 

He  came  from  above 
To  suffer  and  die  in  our  place. 

2  He  died  that  we  might  be  forgiven, 

He  died  to  make  us  good, 
That  we  might  go  at  last  to  heaven, 

Saved  by  his  precious  blood. 
There  was  no  other  good  enough 

To  pay  the  price  of  sin  ; 
He  only  could  unlock  the  gate 

Of  heaven,  and  let  us  in. 

241  Key  G. 

Glory  be  to  the  Father, 
Glory  be  to  the  Son, 
Glory  be  to  the  Holy  Ghost; 
As  it  was  in  the  beginning, 
Is  now,  and  ever  shall  be, 
World  without  end.     Amen,  amen. 
Words  arr.  by  B.  M.  A. 

242—214  Key  E. 

Onward,  onward,  onward,  Christian  sol- 
diers ! 
Marching,  marching,  marchingastowar, 
|| :  With  the  cross  of  Jesus, :  || 

With  the  cross  of  Jesus  going  on  before. 
|| :  Christ ,  the  royal  Master,  leads  against  the 

foe, 
Forward  into  battle,  see,  his  banners  go! :  j| 

Like  a  mighty  army  moves  the  church  of 
God  ;  [have  trod  ; 

Brothers,  we  are  treading  where  the  saints 
We  are  not  divided,  all  one  body  we, 
One  in  hope  and  doctrine,  one  in  charity. 

Onward,  onward;  onward,  Christian  sol- 
diers I 
Marching,  marching,  marchingasto  war, 
|| :  With  the  cross  of  Jesus, :  || 
With  the  cross  of  Jesus  going  on  before ; 
With  the  cross  of  Jesus, 
With  the  cross  of  Jesus,  cross  of  Jesus 
Going  on  before,  marching 
|| :  With  the  cross  of  Jesus,  :|| 
The  cross  of  Jesus  going  on  before. 


245—248  Key  Eb. 

|| :  The  Lord  shall  comfort  Zion  : 
He  will  comfort  her  waste  places;  :|| 
|j :  And  make  her  like  Eden, 
Like  the  garden  of  the  Lord  ;  :|| 

||:The  Lord  shall  comfort  Zion: 
He  will  comfort  her  waste  places  ;:|| 
|:  And  make  her  like  Eden, 
Like  the  garden  of  the  Lord ;  :|| 

The  Lord  shall  comfort  Zion  : 
He  will  comfort  her  waste  places;  :|| 
And  make  her  like  Eden, 
Like  the  garden  of  the  Lord  ; 

Joy  and  gladness,  joy  and  gladness, 
Joy  and  gl ad  n  ess  sh al  1  be  fou  nd  therein, 
|| :  Shall  be  found  therein.  :|j 
Joyandgladnessshall  be  found  therein. 
Thanksgiving,  thanksgiving, 
|| :  And  the  voice  of  melody.  :|| 
||r  The  Lord  shall  comfort  Zion: 
He  will  comfort  he*'  waste  places } 
And  make  her  like  Eden, 
Like  the  garden  of  the  Lord  ; :  || 

|| :  Joy  and  gladness,  joy  and  gladness 
Shall  be  found  therein,  :|f 

1  :Thanksgiving,  and  the  voice  of  melo- 

dy,  .  [dy,:|[ 

Thanksgiving,  and  the  voice  of  melo- 
And  the  voice,  the  voice  of  melody. 

219  Key  Eb% 

Thou  shalt  not  have,  |  so  says  the  Lord, 
Be-  |  fore  me  any  [  other  God. 

2  Thou  shalt  not  make,  nor  [  worship  one, 
Save  the  Almighty  |  God  alone. 

CHO. — Ten  commandments -all  divine,-' 
Every  one  of  them  is  mine; 
Every  one, — the  whole  complete, 
Ever,-  one  for  me  to  keep. 

3  Thou  shalt  not  take  |  thehallowedname 
Of  |  God  upon  thy  |  lips  in  vain. 

4  Remember  always,  |  and  obey, 
To  holy  keep  the  |  Sabbath  day. 

5  Honor  thy  father,  |  mother,  too, — ■ 
To  |  them  be  duti-  |  ful  and  true. 

6  Thou  shaltnot  kill, — but  |  rather  love, — 
This  is  God's  message  |  from  above. 


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7  Adultery  do  |  not  commit, 

For  |  has  not  God  for-  |  bidden  it. 

8  Thou  shalt  not  steal,  nor  |  make  too  free 
Withwhatdoesnotbe-  |  longtothee. — 

9  False  witness  thou  |  must  never  bear, 
The  |  word  of  God  does  |  so  declare. 

io  Thou  shalt  not  covet,  |  'tis  a  wrong, — 
What  to  thy  neighbor  I  may  belong. 
—  VV.  H.  Flaville. 

250  Key  Eb. 

One  sweetly  solemn  thought 

Comes  to  me  |  o'er  and  o'er, — 
I'm  nearer  home  to-day 

Than  I  ever  have  |  been  before. 
Nearer  my  Father's  house, 

Where  the  many  |  mansions  be; 
Nearer  the  great  white  throne; 

Nearer  the  |  crystal  sea ; 

Cho. — Home, home, sweet,  sweethome, 
Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour, 
For  glory,  my  home. 

2  Nearer  the  bound  of  life, 

Where  we  lay  our  |  burdens  down; 
Nearer  leaving  the  cross ; 

Nearer  ]  gaining-the  crown ; 
But  lying  darkly  between, 

Winding  down  |  thro'  the  night, 
Is  the  deep  and  unknown  stream 

That  leads  at  j  last  to-the  light. 

3  Father,  perfect  my  trust ! 
Strengthen  the  j  might  of-my  faith; 

Let  me  feel  as  I  would  when  I  stand 
On  the  rock  of  the  shore  of  death : 

Feel  as  I  would  when  my  feet 
Are  slipping  |  over  the  brink 

For  it  may  be,  I'm  nearer  home — 
Nearer  now  than-I  think  ! 

— Phoebe  Cary. 

251  Key  Kb. 

'  Mid  scenes  of  confusion  andcreature  com- 
plaints, [saints, 

How  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with 

To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's 
room, 

And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 

Cho. — Home.'home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour, 
For  glory,  my  home. 


2  Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children 

of  peace,  [not  cease, 

And  thrice  gracious  Jesus,  whose  love  can- 
Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I 

roam, 
I  long  to  behold  thee  in  glory  at  home. 

3  Whate'er  thou  deniest,  oh,  give  me  thy 

grace !  [face : 

The  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  of  thy 
Endue   me  with  patience  to  wait  at  thy 

throne,  [home. 

And  find,  even  now,  a  sweet  foretaste  of 

4  I  long",  dearest  Saviour,  in  thy  beauty  to 

shine, 
No  more  as  an  exile  in  sorrow  to  pine ; 
But  in  thy  bright  image  to  rise  from  the 

tomb,  [home. 

With  glorified  millions  to  praise  thee  at 

— H.  R.  Bfchop. 

252  Key  G. 

My  country !  'tis  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 

Of  thee  I  sing : 
Land  where  my  fathers  died!   , 
Land  of  the  pilgrims'  pride! 
From  every  mountain  side 

Let  freedom  ring ! 

2  My  native  country,  thee, 
Land  of  the  noble,  free, 

Thy  name  I  love  : 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills: 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song: 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake  ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God  !  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing: 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might. 

Great  God,  our  King! 

— S.  F.  Smith. 


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253  Key  Bb. 

In  some  way  or  other 
Thg  Lord  will  provide; 

It  may  not  be  my  way, 

It  may  not  be  thy  way, 

And  yet  in  his  own  way 
"  The  Lord  will  provide." 

2  At  some  time  or  other 

The  Lord  will  provide; 
It  may  not  be  my  time, 
It  may  not  be  thy  time, 
And  yet  in  his  own  time 

"  The  Lord  will  provide." 

3  Despond  then  no  longer, 

The  Lord  will  provide; 
And  this  be  the  token — 
No  word  he  hath  spoken 
Was  ever  yet  broken, — 

"  The  Lord  will  provide." 

4  March  on,  then,  right  boldly; 

The  sea  shall  divide; 
The  pathway  made  glorious, 
Wifh  shoutings  victorious, 
Wt  11  join  in  the  chorus, 

"The  Lord  will  provide." 

—Mrs.  M.  A.  W.  Cook. 

254  Key  Eb. 

ABIDE  with  me  !  fast  falls  the  eventide, 
The  darkness  deepens — Lord,  with  me  a- 

bide! 
When  other  helpers  fail,  and  comforts  flee, 
Help  of  the  helpless,  oh,  abide  with  me ! 

2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day  ; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  a- 
Changeand  decayinallaroundIsee;[way; 

0  thou,  who  changest  not,  abide  with  me  ! 

3  I  need  thy  presence  every  passing  hour; 
What  but  thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's 

pow'r? 
Who,  like  thyself,  my  guide  and  stay  can 

be?  [me! 

Thro'cloudand  sunshine,  Lord,  abide  with 

4  I  fear  no  foe,  with  thee  at  hand  to  bless  ; 
Ills  have  no  weight,  and  tears  no  bitterness; 
Where  is  death's  sting?  where,  grave,  thy 

victory  ? 

1  triumph  still,  if  thou  abide  with  me  ! 


5  Hold  thou  thy  cross  before  my  closing 
eyes ;  [skies ; 

Shine  thro'  the  goom  and  point  me  to  the 

Heaven's  morning  breaks,  and  earth's  vain 
shadows  flee ; 

In  life,  in  death,  O  Lord,  abide  with  me ! 

— H.  F.  Lyte. 

255  Key  Eb. 

O  the  bitter  |  shame  and  sorrow, 

That  a  time  could  |  ever  be, 
When  I  let  the  |  Saviour's  pity 
Plead  in  |  vain,  and  proudly  answered, 
All  of  self  and  none  of  thee. 

2  Yet  he  found  me,  |  I  beheld  him 
Bleeding  on  the  ac-  |  cursed  tree, 

Heard  him  pray, for- 1  give  them  Father, 
And  my  |  wistful  heart  said  faintly, 
Some  of  self  and  some  of  thee. 

3  Day  by  day  his  j  tender  mercy, 
Healing,  helping,  |  full  and  free, 

Sweet,  and  strong,  |  and, oh, so  patient, 
Brought  me  |  lower,  while  I  whispered, 
Less  of  self  and  more  of  thee. 

4  Higher  than  the  |  highest  heaven, 
Deeper  than  the  |  deepest  sea, 

Lord,  thy  love  |  at  last  has  conquered, 
Grant  me  |  now  my  soul's  desire, 
None  of  self  and  all  of  thee. 

— Rev.  Theo.  Monod. 


256  Key  D. 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 

Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace 
Let  this  petition  rise. 

2  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 

And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

1 3  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  thro'  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

— Anne  Steele. 

257  Key  F. 

O  land  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh, 
When  will  the  moment  come, 

When  I  shall  lay  my  armor  by 
And  dwell  in  peace  at  home? 


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Cho. — ||:We'll  work  till- Jesus  comes,  :|| 
We'll  work  till  Jesus  comes, 
And  we'll  be  gathered  home. 

2  No  tranquil  joys  on  earth  1  know, 
No  peaceful  sheltering  dome, 

This  world's  a  wilderness  of  woe, 
This  world  is  not  my  home. 

3  To  Jesus  Christ  I  fled  for  rest; 
He  bade  me  cease  to  roam, 

And  lean  for  succor  on  his  breast, 
Till  he  conduct  me  home. 

4  I  sought  at  once  my  Saviour's  side, 
No  more  my  steps  shall  roam  ; 

Withhim  I'llbravedeath'schillingtide, 
And  reach  my  heavenly  home. 

—Mrs.  Elizabeth  Mills. 

258  Key  D. 

There  is  happy  land, 

Far,  far  away. 
Where  saints  in  glory  stand, 

Bright,  bright  as  day; 
Oh,  how  they  sweetly  sing, 
"  Worthy  is  our  Saviour  King," 
Loud  let  his  praises  ring, 

Praise,  praise  for  aye ! 

2  Bright,  in  that  happy  land, 

Beams  every  eye ; 
Kept  by  a  Father's  hand, 

Love  cannot  die 
On,  then,  to  glory  run  ; 
Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won; 
And  bright,  above  the  sun, 

Reign  evermore. 

3  Come  to  that  happy  land, 

Come,  come  away; 
Why  will  you  doubting  stand? 

Why  still  delay? 
Oh,  we  shall  happy  be. 
When  from  sin  and  sorrow  free  ; 
Lord,  we  shall  dwell  with  thee, 

Blest  evermore. 

359  Key  G. 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies 

I'll  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 


Cho. — We  will  stand  the  storm, 

We  will  anchor  by  and  by,  by  and  by, 

We  will  stand  the  storm, 
We  will  anchor  by  and  by. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall — 

So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 

My'God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

4  There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

260  Key  Ab, 

BEYOND  the  smiling  and  the  weeping,  | 

I  shall  be  soon  ;  || 
Beyond  the  waking  and  the  sleeping, 
Beyond  the  sowing  and  the  reaping, 

I  shall  be  soon.  || 
Love,  rest  and  home  !  sweet  home  ! 

Lord,  tarry  not,  but  come. 

2  Beyond  the  blooming  and  the  fading, 

I  shall  be  soon  ;  || 
Beyond  the  shining  and  the  shading, 
Beyond  the, hoping  and  the  dreading, 

I  shall  be  soon.  |j   Love,  rest,  etc. 

3  Beyond  the  rising  and  the  setting,  | 

I  shall  be  soon ;  || 
Beyond  the  calming  and  the  fretting,  | 
Beyond  remembering  and  forgetting,  j 

I  shall  be  soon.  ||   Love,  rest,  etc. 

4  Beyond  the  parting  and  the  meeting,  | 

I  shall  be  soon ;  ]| 
Beyond  the  farewell  and  the  greeting,  | 
Beyond  the  pulse's  fever  beating,  | 

I  shall  be  soon.  ||   Love,  rest,  etc. 
— H.  Bonar. 

261  Key  A. 

GLORYbe  to  to  the  Father,  |  and  to  the  Son, 

And  to  the  Holy  Ghost; 

As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  | 

ever  shall  be, 
World  without  end.     Amen. 


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262  Key  Eb. 

Fade,  fade,  each  earthly  joy, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
Break,  ev'ry  tender  tie, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
Dark  is  the  wilderness, 
Earth  has  no  resting  place, 
Jesus  alone  can  bless, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 

2  Tempt  not  my  soul  away, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
Here  would  I  ever  stay, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
Perishing  tilings  of  clay, 
Born  but  for  one  brief  day, 
Pass  from  my  heart  away, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 

3  Farewell,  ye  dreams  of  night, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
Lost  in  this  dawning  light, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
All  that  my  soul  has  tried 
Left  but  a  dismal  void, 
Jesus  has  satisfied, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 

4  Farewell,  mortality, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
Welcome,  eternity, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
Welcome.  O  loved  and  blest, 
Welcome,  sweet  scenes  of  rest, 
Welcome,  my  Saviour's  breast, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 

— Mrs.  Calherine  J.  Bonar. 

263  Key  F. 

Mv  life,  my  love  I  give  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  God,  who  died  for  me, 
Oh,  may  I  ever  faithful  be, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God ! 

Cho. — I'll  live  for  him  who  died  forme, 
How  happy  then  my  life  shall  be! 
I'll  live  for  him  who  died  for  me, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ! 

2  I  now  believe  thou  dost  receive, 
For  thou  hast  died  that  I  might  live; 
And  now  henceforth  I'll  trust  in  thee, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ! 


3  Oh,  thou  who  died  on  Calvary, 
To  save  my  soul  and  make  me  free, 

1  consecrate  my  life  to  thee, 

My  Saviour  and  my  God ! 

264  Key  F. 

What  a  Friend  we  have  in  Jesus, 

All  our  sins  and  griefs  to  bear! 
What  a  privilege  to  carry 

Ev'rything  to  God  in  prayer! 
O  what  peace  we  often  forfeit, 

O  what  needless  pain  we  bear, 
All  because  we  do  not  carry 

Ev'rything  to  God  in  prayer! 

2  Have  we  trials  and  temptations? 

Is  there  trouble  anywhere? 
We  should  never  be  discouraged, 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Can  we  find  a  friend  so  faithful 

Who  will  all  our  sorrows  share? 
Jesus  knows  our  every  weakness, 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 

3  Are  we  weak  and  heavy  laden, 

Cumbered  with  a  load  of  care? 
Precious  Saviour,  still  our  refuge, — 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Do  thy  friends  despise,  forsake  thee  ? 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer; 
In  his  arms  he'll  takeand  shield  thee, 

Thou  wilt  find  a  solace  there. 

— H.  Bonar. 

265  Key  F. 

Toil  on,  teachers,  toil  on  boldly, 

Labor  on  and  watch  and  pray; 
Men  may  scoff  and  treat  you  coldly, 

Heed  them  not,  go  on  your  way; 
Jesus  is  a  loving  Master; 

Cease  not  then  his  work  to  do; 
Cleave  to  him  still  closer,  faster, 

He  will  own  and  honor  you. 

2  Toil  on,  teachers  !  toil  on  ever, 

Constantly,  unflinching  toil; 
Faint  ye  not,  and  weary  never, 

Labor  on  in  ev'ry  soil ; 
Listless  souls  one  day  may  waken, 

Buried  seeds  spring  up  and  grow, 
Sin's  stout  bulwarks  may  be  shaken, 

Hardened  hearts  may  be  brought  low. 


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3  Toil  on.  teachers!  earnest,  steady. 

Sowing  well  the  seed  of  truth  ; 
Always  willing,  cheerful,  ready, 

Watching,  praying  for  your  youth; 
Patient,  firm  and  persevering, 

Leaning  on  the  promise  sure  ; 
Prayer  will  surely  gain  a  hearing. 

Faithful  to  the  end  endure. 

266  Key  F. 

Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us, 
Much  we  need  thy  tenderest  care; 

In  thy  plesant  pastures  feed  us, 
For  our  use  thy  folds  prepare  : 

Blessed  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus, 

Thou  hast  bought  us,  thine  we  are 

2  We  are  thine,  do  thou  befriend  us, 
Be  the  guardian  of  our  way  : 

Keep  thy  flock,  from  sin  defend  us, 
Seek  us  when  we  go  astray : 

Blesssed  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus, 

Hear  thy  children  when  they  pray. 

3  Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us, 
Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be  ; 

Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 

Grace  to  cleanse,  and  power  to  free  : 

Blessed  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus, 
Let  us  ever  turn  to  thee. 

267  Key  Ab. 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken. 

All  to  leave  and  follow  thee ; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thou,  from  hence,  my  all  shalt  be: 
Perish  ev'ry  fond  ambition,     [known  ; 

All     I've    sought    and    hoped,    and 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition, 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own  ! 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me, 
They  have  left  my  Saviour,  too; 

Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me; 

Thou  art  not.  like  man,  untrue; 
And.  while  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate  and  friends  may  shun 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright,  [me  ; 

3  Go,  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure  ! 
Come,  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain  ! 

In  thy  service,  pain  is  pleasure; 
With  thy  favor,  loss  is  gain. 


1  have  called  thee,  "Abba.  Father;" 
I  have  stayed  my  heart  on  thee; 

Storms  may  howl. and  clouds  may  gath- 
All  must  work  for  good  to  me.     [er, 

4  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 
'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast; 

Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 
Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 

O  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 
While  thy  love  is  left  to  me; 

O  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 
Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thee. 

5  Know,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation; 
Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care; 

Joy  to  find  in  every  station 
Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 

Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee; 
What  a  Father's  smile  is  thine  ; 

What  a  Saviour  died  to  win  thee; 
Child  ofheaven.shouldst  thou  repine? 

6  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory. 
Armed    by   faith,    and    winged    by- 
prayer  ; 

Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee, 
God 'sown  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 

j  Soon  shall  close  thy  early  mission. 
Swift  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days, 

j  Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 
Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 

— Henry  F.  Lyte. 

268  Key  Ab. 

Gently,  Lord,  oh,  gently  lead  us 

Through  this  lonely  vale  of  tears, 
Thro'  the  changes  thou'st  decreed  us, 

Till  our  last  great  change  appears  ; 
When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 

When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 

Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 

2  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 
In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 

Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish, 
Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear; 

And  when  mortal  life  is  ended, 
Bid  us  in  thine  arms  to  rest, 

Till  by  angel  bands  attended 
We  awake  among  the  blest. 

— Thos.  Hastings. 

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269  Key  G. 

We  praise  thee,  O  God  ! 

For  the  Son  of  thy  love, 
For  Jesus  who  died 

And  is  now  gone  above. 

Cho. — Hallelujah  !  thine  the  glory; 
Hallelujah!  amen! 
Hallelujah  !  thine  the  glory  ; 
Revive  us  again. 

2  We  praise  thee,  O  God ! 

For  thy  Spirit  of  light, 
Who  has  shown  us  our  Saviour 
And  scattered  our  night. 

3  All  glory  and  praise 

To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 
Who  has  borne  all  our  sins, 
And  has  cleansed  every  stain. 

4  All  glory  and  praise 

To  the  God  of  all  grace, 
Who  har>  brought  us  and  sought  us. 
And  guided  our  ways. 

—  Wm.  P.  Mackay. 

270  Key  F. 

While  Jesus  whispers  to  you 

Come,  sinner,  come ! 
While  we  are  praying  for  you 

Come,  sinner,  come! 
Now  is  the  time  to  own  him, 

Come,  sinner,  come ! 
Now  is  the  time  to  know  him, 

Come,  sinner,  come ! 

2  Are  you  too  heavy  laden? 

Come,  sinner,  come! 
Jesus  will  bear  your  burden, 

Come,  sinner,  come! 
Jesus  will  not  deceive  you, 

Come,  sinner,  come! 
Jesus  can  now  redeem  you, 

Come,  sinner,  come! 

3  Oh,  hear  his  tender  pleading, 

Come,  sinner,  come  ! 
Come  and  receive  the  blessing, 

Come,  sinner,  come ! 
While  Jesus  whispers  to  you, 

Come,  sinner  come! 
While  we  are  praying  for  you, 

Come,  sinner,  come ! 


—Will.  E.  Witter. 


271  Key  G. 

I  am  coming  to  the  cross  ; 

I  am  poor,  and  weak,  and  blind; 
I  am  counting  all  but  dross, 

I  shall  full  salvation  find. 

Cho. — I  am  trusting.  Lord,  in  thee 
Blest  Lamb  of  Calvary; 
Humbly  at  thy  cross  I  bow, 
Save  me,  Jesus,  save  me  now. 

2  Long  my  heart  has  sighed  for  thee, 

Long  has  evil  dwelt  within; 
Jesus  sweetly  speaks  to  me, — 
"  I  will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin." 

3  Here  I  give  my  all  to  thee,     [store; 

Friends,   and    time,   and   earthly 
Soul  and  body  thine  to  be, — 
Wholly  thine  forevermore. 

4  In  thy  promises  I  trust, 

Now  I  feel  the  blood  applied : 
I  am  prostrate  in  the  dust, 
I  with  Christ  am  crucified. 

5  Jesus  comes!  he  fills  my  soul! 

Perfected  in  him  I  am  ; 
I  am  every  whit  made  whole : 
Glory,  glorv  to  the  Lamb. 

—Rev.  Wm.  McDonald. 

272  Key  G. 

O  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 
On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God! 

Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

Cho.— Happy  day,  happy  day, 

When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away! 
He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  live  rejoicing  ev'ry  day; 
Happy  day,  happy  day, 
When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away. 

2  O  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 
To  him  who  merits  all  my  love! 

Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house, 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done !   the  great  transaction's 
I  am  my  Lord's, and  heismine:[done! 

He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 
Charmed  to  confess  that  voice  divine. 


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4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart ; 
Fixed  on  this  blissful  center,  rest; 

Nor  ever  from  thy  Lord  depart; 
With  him  of  every  good  possessed. 

[vow, 

5  High  heav'n  that  heard  the  solemn 
That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear, 

Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 
— P.  Doddridge. 

273  .       Key  Eb. 

My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt: 

0  may  thy  will  be  mine; 
Into  thy  hand  of  love 

1  would  my  all  resign. 
Through  sorrow  or  through  joy, 

Conduct  me  as  thine  own, 
.    And  help  me  still  to  say, 

"  My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done." 

2  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt : 

Though  seen  through  many  a  tear, 
Let  not  my  star  of  hope 

Grow  dim  or  disappear. 
Since  thou  on  earth  hast  wept 

And  sorrowed  oft  alone, 
If  I  must  weep  with  thee, 

"My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done." 

3  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt : 

All  shall  be  well  for  me; 
Each  changing  future  scene 

I  gladly  trust  with  thee. 
Straight  to  my  home  above, 

I  travel  calmly  on, 
And  sing  in  life  or  death, 

"  My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done." 

— Benjamin  Schmolka. 
Tr.  by  Miss  J.  Borthwick 

274  Key  E. 

HOLY,  holy,  holy  !  Lord  God  Almighty  ! 
Early  in  the  morning  our  song  shall  rise  to 

thee; 
Holy,  holy,  holy  !  merciful  and  mighty  ! 
God  in  three  persons,  blessed  trinity  ! 

2  Holy, holy, holy!  allthesaintsadorethee, 
Casting  down  their  golden  crowns  around 
the  glassy  sea;  [fore  thee, 

Cherubim  and  seraphim  falling  down  be- 
Which  wert  and  art  and  evermore  shall  be. 


3  Holy,  holy,  holy  !  tho'  the  darkness  hide 

thee,  [not  see, 

Tho'  the  eye  of  sinful  man  thy  glory  may 
Only  thou  art  holy  .there  is  nonebeside  thee 
Perfect  in  power,  in  love,  and  purity. 

4  Holy,  holy,  holy  !  Lord  God  Almighty! 
All  thy  works  shall  praise  thy  namein  earth, 

and  sky,  and  sea  ; 
Holy,  holy,  holy!  merciful  and  mighty! 
God  in  three  persons,  blessed  trinity  ! 

— Reginald  Heber. 

275  Key  Bb. 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood 
From  thy  wounded  side  which  flow'd, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, — 
Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  pow'r. 

2  Not  the  labor  of  my  hands, 
Can  fulfil  the  law's  demands; 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone, — 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone. 

3  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring; 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling; 
Naked,  come  to  thee  for  dress, 
Helpless,  look  to  thee  for  grace, — 
Vile.  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 
Wash  me,  Saviour,  or  I  die. 

4  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  heart-strings  break  in  death, 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown, 

See  thee  on  thy  judgement-throne, — 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

276  Key  F. 

Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near: 
O  may  no  earthborn  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes. 

2  When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 
Be  my  last  thought,  how  sweet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 


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3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live  : 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh. 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

4  Ifsome  poor  wanderingchild  of  thine 
Hath  spurned  to-day  the  voice  divine, 
Now,  Lord,  the  gracious  work  begin; 
Let  him  no  more  lie  down  in  sin. 

5  Watch  by  the  sick;  enrich  the  poor 
With    blessings   from    thy    boundless 

store ; 
Be  every  mourner's  sleep  to-night, 
Like  infant's  slumbers,  pure  and  light. 

6  Come   near  and   bless  us  when  we 

wake, 
Ere  thro'  the  world  our  way  we  take ; 
Till  in  the  ocean  of  thy  love, 
We  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above. 

— John  Kepler. 

277  Key  F. 
Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and 

sing, 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 
No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast  ; 
Oh  !  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works  and  bless  his  word ; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they 

shine ; 
How  deep  thy  counsels  !  how  divine! 

278  Key  F. 
Jesus,  engrave  it  on  my  heart, 

That  thou  the  one  thing  needful  art; 

1  could  from  all  things  parted  be, 
But  never,  never,  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  Needful  art  thou  to  make  me  live; 
Needful  art  thou  all  grace  to  give; 
Needful  to  guide  me,  lest  I  stray; 
Needful  to  help  me  every  day. 

3  Needful  is  thy  most  precious  blood  ; 
Needful  is  thy  correcting  rod  ; 
Needful  is  thine-indulgent  care, 
Needful  thine  all-prevailing  prayer. 


1  Needful  art  thou  to  be  my  stay 
Thro'  all  life's  dark  and   thorny  way; 
Nor  less  in  death  thou'lt  needful  be, 
When  I  yield  up  my  soul  to  thee. 

279  Key  G. 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy; 

Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, — 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  Hissov'reign  power,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men ; 

And  when,  like  wand'ring  sheep   we 
strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  thy  people,  we  thy  care, 
Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame: 

What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ! 

4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful 

songs, 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise  : 
And    earth,   with    her    ten    thousand 

tongues,  [praise. 

Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding 

280  Key  Eb. 

O  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light. 
Search ,  prove  my  heart, it  pants  for  thee; 
O  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free. 

2  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross, 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross  ; 
Hallow  each  thought ;  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  darksome  world  I  stray, 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way : 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

4  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

5  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see, 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  thee; 
O  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill. 


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6  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace 
— Tr.  by  J .  Wesley 

281  Key  Bb 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 

The  gladly  solemn  sound  ! 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
\\:  The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ! :  l| 

Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Hath  full  atonement  made  : 

Ye  weary  spirits,  rest : 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad: 

|| :  The  year  of  jubilee  is  come !  :|| 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  all-atoning  Lamb ; 

Redemption  in  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim  : 
l| :  The  year  of  iubilee  is  come  ! :  ]| 

Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 
Your  liberty  receive, 

And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 

And  blest  in  Jesus  live  : 
||:The  year  of  jubilee  is  come!  :|| 

Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

5  Ye  who  have  sold  for  naught 
Your  heritage  above, 

Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 

The  gift  of  Jesus'  love  : 
|| :  The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  '  :!| 

Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home 

6  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 
The  news  of  heavenly  grace; 

And.  saved  from  earth,  appear 

Before  your  Saviour's  face  : 
|| :  The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ! :  || 

Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home 
282  Key  Bb 

Come,  every  pious  heart, 

That  loves  the  Saviour's  name, 
Your  noblest  powers  exert 

To  celebrate  his  fame  ; 
Tell  all  above,  and  all  below, 
The  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe. 


2  He  left  his  starry  crown, 
And  laid  his  robes  aside, 

On  wings  of  love  came  down, 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died; 
What  he  endured,  oh,  who  can  tell, 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell? 

3  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose, 
The  mansions  of  the  dead, 

And  thence  his  mighty  foes 

In  glorious  triumph  led; 
Up  through  the  sky  the  conquerer  rode, 
And  reigns  on  high,  the  Saviour  God. 

4  Jesus,  we  ne'er  can  pay 
The  debt  we  owe  thy  love; 

Yet  tell  us  how  we  may 

Our  gratitude  approve ; 
Our  hearts,  our  all  to  thee  we  give, — 
The  gift,  tho'  small,  thou  wilt  receive. 

283  Key   G. 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 

And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 

Where  my  possessions  lie. 

Cho— We  will  rest  in  the  fair  and  hap- 
py land. 
Just  across  on  the  evergreen  shore, 
Sing  the  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb, 
by  and  by, 
And  dwell  with  Jesus  evermore. 

2  O'er  all  these  wide-extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day  ; 
There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

3  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  forever  blest  ? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest? 

4  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay  ; 
Tho'  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

284  Key  Eb. 

Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays 
Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise  : 
Butoh!  what  tongue-can  speak  his  fame? 
What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme? 


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2  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres 
He  glory,  like  a  garment,  wears  ; 

To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs 
Omnipotence,  with  wisdom,  shines; 
His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous 
Declare  the  glory  of  his  name,   [frame, 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  listening  worlds  shall  join  the  song. 

— Thomas  Blacklock. 

285  Ward-Bb. 
As  pants  the  hart  for  water  brooks, 

So  pants  my  soul,  O  God,  for  thee; 
For  thee  it  thirsts,  to  thee  it  looks, 
And  longs  the  living  God  to  see. 

2  Oh!  why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul? 

And  what  should  so  disquiet  thee? 
Still  hope  in  God.  and  him  extol,  [thee. 

Whose  face  brings  saving  health  to 

286  Ward-Bb. 
How  blest  the  righteous  when  they  die, 

When  holy  souls  retire  to  rest ! 
How  mildly  beams  the  closing  eye ! 
How  gently  heaves  the  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away  ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore, 

3  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 
Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell  : 

How  bright  the  unchanging  morn  appears ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell! 

4  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies  ; 

While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
•'  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies!" 

287  For  est- Ab. 
O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone ! 

O  that  I  could  at  last  submit 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down  — 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet ! 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find  : 
Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 


Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 
And  fully  set  my  spirit  free; 

1  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God. 
Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove, 

The  cross  all  stained    with   hallowed 
The  labor  of  thy  dying  love,  [blood, 

5  I   would,   but   thou   must   give   the 

power ; 
My  heart  from  every  sin  release; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 
— Chas.  "Wesley. 

288  For  est- Ab. 
Lord.  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine. 
Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine  ; 
With  full  consent  thine  would  I  be, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 

2  Thine  would  I  live,  thine  would  I  die; 
Be  thine  through  all  eternity  ; 

The  vow  is  past,  beyond  repeal, 

And  now  I  set  the  solemn  seal,  r,  ,      , 

3  Here,  at  the  cross  where  flows  the 
That  bought  my  guilty  soul  for  God, 
Thee,  my  new  Master  now  I  call, 
And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all. 

4  Do  thou  assist  a  feeble  worm 
The  great  engagement  to  perform  ; 
Thy  grace  can  full  asssistance  lend, 
And  on  that  grace  I  dare  depend 

— Samuel  Davies. 

289  Forest-Ab. 

I  THIRST,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 
To  wash  me  in  thy  cleansing  blood; 
To  dwell  within  thy  wounds  ;  then  pain 
Is  sweet,  and  life  or  death  is  gain. 

3  Take  my  poor  heart,  and  let  it  be 
Forever  closed  to  all  but  thee : 
Seal  thou  my  breast,  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 

3   How  blest  are  they  who  still  abide 
Close  sheltered  in  thy  bleeding  side  1 


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Who  thence  their  life  and  strength  derive, 
And  by  thee  move,  and  in  thee  live. 

4  What  are  our  works  but  sin  and  death, 
Till  thou  thy  quickening  Spirit  breathe? 
Thou  giv'st  the  power  thy  grace  to  move  ; 
O  wondrous  grace  !  O  wondrous  love ! 

5  How  can  it  be,  thou  heavenly  King, 
That  thou  shouldst  us  to  glory  bring? 
Make  slaves  the  partners  of  thy  throne, 
Decked  with  a  never-fading  crown? 

6  Hence  our  hearts  melt, our  eyeso'erflow, 
Our  words  are  lost,  nor  will  we  know, 
Nor  will  we  think  of  aught  beside, 

"  My  Lord,  my  Love  is  crucified." 

— Nicolaus  L.  Zinzendorf. 

290  Hamburg-F. 
While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light 

Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  given, 

But  soon,  ah  !  soon,  approaching  night 

_     Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 

2  While  God  invites,  how  blest  the  day, 
How    sweet  the  gospel  s  charming 

sound ; 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  oh,  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 

3  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid 

wing,  [grave : 

Shall   death   command   you   to   the 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

4  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair. 
No  Sabbath's  heavenly   light  shall 

rise — 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
No  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 

291  Hamburg-F. 
Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 

But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bids't  me  come  to  thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 

.  To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot.  [spot. 
•  To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  !  I  come  ! 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 


Fightings  within  and  fears  without, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  !  I  come ! 

4  Just  as  I  am — poor,  wretched,  blind ; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

5  Just  as  I  am — thou  wilt  receive, 
Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve, 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I  come! 

6  Just  as  I  am — thy  love  unknown 
Hath  broken  every  barrier  down; 
Now,  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I  come! 

292  Hamburg-F. 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind. 

And  fit  me  to  approach  my  God  ; 
Remove  each  vain,  each  worldly  tho't, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  blest  abode. 

2  Hast  thou  imparted  to  my  soul 
A  living  spark  of  holy  fire? 

Oh  !  kindle  now  the  sacred  flame, 
Make  me  to  burn  with  pure  desire. 

3  A  brighter  faith  and  hope  impart, 
And  let  me  now  my  Saviour  see  ; 

Oh !  soothe   and   cheer  my  burdened 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest  in  thee,  [heart, 

293  Hamburg-F. 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 
On  which  the  Prince  of  Glory  died, 

My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it.  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God  ; 

All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands, his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ; 

Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 

4  His  dying  crimson,  like  a  robe, 
Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree, 

Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  globe, 
And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me. 


Living  Hymns-Y 


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5  Were  the  whole  realm  oi  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 

Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

294    Missionary  C.-Ab. 
Go,  labor  on ;  spend  and  be  spent, 

Thy  joy  to  do  the  Father's  will ; 
It  is  the  way  the  Master  went ; 

Should  not  the  servant  tread  it  still  ? 

2  Go,  labor  on  ;  'tis  not  for  naught ; 
Thine  earthly  loss  is  heavenly  gain ; 

Men  heed  thee,  love  thee,  praise  thee  not ; 
The  Master  praises, — what  are  men? 

3  Go,  labor  on ;  your  hands  are  weak  ; 
Your  knees  arefaint.yoursoulcastdown; 

Yet  falter  not ;  the  prize  you  seek 
Is  near, — a  kingdom  and  a  crown ! 

4  Toil  on,  faint  not ;  keep  watch,  and  pray! 
Be  wise  the  erring  soul  to  win ; 

Go  forth  into  the  world's  highway ; 
Compei  the  wanderer  to  come  in. 

5  Toil  on,  and  in  thy  toil  rejoice; 
For  toil  comes  rest  for  exile  home ; 

Soon  shalt  thou  hear   the    Bridegroom's 
voice, 
The  midnight  peal,  "  Behold,  I  come  !  " 

—  H.  Bonar. 

295         Christmas~D. 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  ev'ry  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on  ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 

And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 
Hold  thee  in  full  survey; 

Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 
That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 

'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye  : — 

4  That    prize,   with    peerless    glories 

bright, 
Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs' 


gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 


5  Blest  Saviour,  introduced  by  thee, 

Have  I  my  race  begun ; 
And.  crowned  with  victory,  at  thy  feet 

I'll  lay  my  honors  down. 

—P.  Doddridge, 

296  Key  C. 

By  faith  the  Lamb  of  God  I  see 
Expiring  on  the  cross  for  me ; 
He  paid  the  mighty  debt  I  owe  : 
He  died  because  he  loved  me  so. 

Cho. — He  loved  me  so,  he  loved  me  so, 
He  died  because  he  loved  me  so, 

2  For  me  the  Father  sent  his  Son ; 
For  me  the  victory  he  won  ; 

To  save  my  soul  from  endless  woe, 
He  died  because  he  loved  me  so. 

3  So  glad  I  am  that  he  is  mine, — 
So  glad  that  I  with  him  shall  shine: 
I'll  trust  in  him,  for  this  I  know, 
He  died  because  he  loved  me  so. 

4  O  Lamb  of  God  that  made  me  free, 

1  consecrate  my  all  to  thee; 
My  all, — for  this  I  surely  know, 
He  died  because  he  loved  me  so. 

5  And  when  my  Lord  shall  bid  me  come 
To  join  the  lov'dones 'round  thethrone, 
I'll  sing,  as  through  the  gates  I  go, 
He  died  because  he  loved  me  so. 

— E.  O.  Excell. 

297  Key  Bb. 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise, 

Within  the  vail  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 

How  bright  their  glories  be. 

Cho. — Many  are  the  friends  who  are 
waiting  to-day, 
Happy  on  the  golden  strand, 
Many  are  the  voices  calling  us  away, 

To  join  their  glorious  band, 
|| :  Calling  us  away,  calling  us  away, 
Calling  to  the  better  land. :  || 

2  Once  they  were  mourners  herebelow, 
And  poured  out  cries  and  tears; 

They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 


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3  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came : 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 

Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

—Rev.  I.  Watts. 

298  Key  Eb. 

Come,  with  all  thy  sorrow, 
Weary,  wandering  soiil ; 

Come  to  him  who  loves  thee, 
He  will  make  thee  whole. 

Cho. — 1|:  There  is  rest  in  Jesus, 
Sweet,  sweet  rest.  :|| 

2  He  thy  strength  in  weakness, 
Will  thy  refuge  be; 

Cast  on  him  thy  burden, 
He  will  care  for  thee. 

3  Come,  in  faith  believing, 

To  his  will  resigned  ; 
Ask,  and  he  will  give  thee; 
Seek,  and  thou  shalt  find. 

4  See  the  door  of  Mercy, 

Wouldst  thou  enter  there? 
Knock,  and  he  will  open  ; 
Lo !  the  key  is  prayer. 

299  Mendehsohn-G. 
Hark!  the  herald  angels  sing 
Glory  to  the  new-born  King ; 
Peace  on  earth  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled  ! 
Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 

Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies; 
With  th'angelic  host  proclaim, 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem  ! 
Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing 
Glory  to  the  new-born  King. 

2  Christ,  by  highest  heaven  adored ; 
Christ  the  everlasting  Lord; 
Late  in  time  behold  him  come, 
Offspring  of  the  Virgin's  womb: 
Veiled  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see ; 
Hail  the  incarnate  Deity, 
Pleased  as  Man  with  men  to  dwell ; 
Jesus,  our  Emmanuel! 

Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing 

Glorv  to  the  new-born  King.  rT>         , 

&   [Peace ! 

3  Hail !    the    heav'n-born    Prince    of 
Hail !  the  Sun  of  righteousness ! 


Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 
Risen  with  healing  in  his  wings. 
Mild  he  lays  his  glory  by, 
Born  that  man  no  more  may  die: 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth, 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth, 
Hark!  the  herald  angels  sing 
Glory  to  the  new-born  King. 

300  Missionary  H.-F. 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains. 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand, 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palm}'  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness       ' 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strewn, 
The  heathen,  in  their  blindness, 

Bow  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we,  to  men  benighted, 

The  lamp  of  life  deny? 
Salvation!  oh,  salvation! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign, 

301  Missionary  H.-F. 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed ! 

Great  David's  greater  Son ! 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun ! 


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He  comes  to  break  oppression, 
To  set  the  captive  free, — 

To  take  away  transgression, 
And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  shall  come  down  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love  and  joy,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth  : 
Before  him  on  the  mountains 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go; 
And  righteousness,  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

3  For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing 

And  daily  vows  ascend  ; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end  ; 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove ; 
His  name  shall  stand  forever, 

That  name  to  us  is — Love. 

302  Bera-Eb. 
Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep  ; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus!  oh,  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet ! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing, 

That  death  hath  lost  its  venomed  sting. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest ! 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest; 
No  fear,  no  woe  shall  dim  that  hour, 
Which  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  oh,  for  me 

May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be  ! 

Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 

And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 

303  Park  Street-G. 
What  sinners  value  I  resign  ; 

Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine. 

1  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life's  a  dream — an  empty  show ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  ; 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there? 


3  Oh,  glorious  hour ! — oh,  blest  abode ! 

1  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God; 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound: 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  sur- 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise,  [prise, 

304  Bera-Eb. 
From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat ; 

'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 

j  2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads — 
A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet ; 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend  ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there  on  eagle  wings  we  soar, 
And  time  and  sense  seem  all  no  more, 
And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

305  Park  Street-G. 
[ESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  its  successive  journeys  run  ; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song, 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 

306  Park  Street-G. 
Lo  !  round  the  throne,  a  glorious  band, 
The  saints  in  countless  myriads  stand  ; 
Of  ev'ry  tongue  redeemed  to  God, 
Arrayed  in  garments  washed  in  blood. 


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2  Thro'  tribulation  great  they  came; 
They  bore  the  cross, despis'd  the  shame ; 
But  now  from  all  their  labors  rest, 

In  God's  eternal  glory  blest. 

3  They  see  the  Saviour  face  to  face ; 
They  sing  the  triumph  of  his  grace; 
And  day   and  night,   with    ceaseless 

praise, 
To  him  their  loud  hosannas  raise. 

4  O  may  we  tread  the  sacred  road 
That  holy  saints  and  martyrs  trod  ; 
Wage  to  the  end  the  glorious  strife, 
And  win,  like  them,  a  crown  of  life! 

— Mary  L.  Duncan. 

807       Park  Street-  G. 
Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song  : 
Awake,  my  soul,  awake,  my  tongue ; 
Hosanna  to  the  eternal  name, 
And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

[flood 

3  The  spacious  earth  and   spreading 
Proclaim  the  wise  and  powerful  God  : 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 

4  Grace!  'tisasweet.acharming theme, 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name ; 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound, 

Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

5  Oh  !  may  I  reach  that  happy  place, 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face, 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold. 

— Isaac  Watts. 

308       Park  Street- G. 
Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise, 
Through  all  the  millions  of  the  skies; 
That  song  of  triumph  which  records 
That  all  the  earth  is  now  the  Lord's. 

[doms  be 
.2  Let  thrones,  and  powers,  and  king- 
Obedient,  mighty  God,  to  thee  ; 
And  over  land,  and  stream,  and  main, 
Now  wave  the  scepter  of  thy  reign. 


3  O  let  that  glorious  anthem  swell; 
Let  host  to  host  the  triumph  tell, 
Till  not  one  rebel  heart  remains, 
But  over  all  the  Saviour  reigns. 

—Mrs.  Vokes. 

309  Key  A. 

I'm  but  a  stranger  here, 

Heav'n  is  my  home; 
Earth  is  a  desert  drear, 

Heav'n  is  my  home; 
Danger  and  sorrow  stand 
Round  me  on  ev'ry  hand; 
Heav'n  is  my  Fatherland, 

Heav'n  is  my  home. 

2  What  tho'  the  tempest  rage? 

Heav'n  is  my  home; 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage, 

Heav'n  is  my  home; 
Time's  cold  and  wintry  blast 
Soon  will  be  overpast; 
I  shall  reach  home  at  last; 

Heav'n  is  my  home. 

3  Peace  !  O  my  troubled  soul, 

Heav'n  is  my  home; 
I  soon  shall  reach  the  goal ; 

Heav'n  is  my  home; 
Swiftly  the  race  I'll  run, 
Yield  up  my  crown  to  none; 
Forward  !  the  prize  is  won ; 

Heav'n  is  my  home. 

4  There,  at  my  Saviour's  side, 

Heav'n  is  my  home  ; 
I  shall  be  glorified  ; 

Heav'n  is  my  home; 
There  are  the  good  and  blest, 
Those  I  loved  most  and  best, 
There,  too,  I  soon  shall  rest, 

Heav'n  is  my  home. 

310 

Nearer,  my  God !  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me ! 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God  !  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee !  ^ 


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2  Though  like  the  wanderer, 

The  sun  gone  down, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone, 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God  !  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

3  There  let  the  way  appear, 

Steps  unto  heaven  ; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me, 

In  mercy  given ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God  !  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

4  Then,  with  my  waking  thoughts 

Bright  with  thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  I'll  raise ; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God  !  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee! 

5  Or  if,  on  joyful  wing 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God  !  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee! 

311    Federal  St reet-F. 

How  do  thy  mercies  close  me  round  ! 
Forever  be  thy  name  adored  ; 

1  blush  in  all  things  to  abound  ; 
The  servant  is  above  his  Lord. 

2  Inured  to  poverty  and  pain, 

A  suff'ring  life  my  Master  led  ; 
The  Son  of  God,  the  Son  of  Man, 
He  had  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

3  But  lo!  a  place  he  hath  prepared 
For  me,  whom  watchful  angels  keep  ; 

Yea,  he  himself  becomes  my  guard; 
He  smooths  my  bed,  and  gives  me 
sleep. 

4  Jesus  protects  ;  my  fears,  be  gone  ; 
What  can  the  Rock  of  Ages  move  ? 

Safe  in  thy  arms  I  lay  me  down, 
Thine  everlasting  arms  of  love. 


5  While  thou  art  intimately  nigh, 
Who,  who  shall  violate  my  rest? 

Sin,  earth,  and  hell  I  now  defy  : 
I  lean  upon  my  Saviour's  breast. 

6  I  rest  beneath  the  Almighty's  shade ; 
My  griefs  expire,  my  troubles  cease  ; 

Thou  Lord, on  whom  mysoul  isstayed, 
Wilt  keep  me  still  in  perfect  peace. 

— C.  Wesley. 

312  Federal  Street- F. 
Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee? 
Ashamed  of  thee  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  thro'  endless  days! 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus,  that  dear  friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ! 
No,  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

4  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then,  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ; 
And  oh,  may  this  my  glory  be, 

That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me! 

313  Federal  Street- F. 

Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 
Ye  heavy-laden  sinners,  come; 

I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  They  shall  find  rest  that  learn  of  me ; 
I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 

But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

3  Blest  is  the  man  whoseshoulders  take 
My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight; 

My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 
My  graceshall  maketheburdenlight. 

4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command, 
With  faith, and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 

Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 
To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  vvili. 


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WORD  EDITION. 


311  Federal  Street-F. 

My  gracious  Lord  !  I  own  thy  right 
To  every  service  I  can  pay ; 

And  call  it  my  supreme  delight 
To  hear  thy  dictates  and  obey. 

2  What  is  my  being  but  for  thee, 
Its  sure  support,  its  noblest  end, 

Thine  ever-smiling  face  to  see, 

And  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  friend  ? 

3  'Tis  to  my  Saviour  I  would  live, 
To  him  who  for  my  ransom  died  ; 

Nor  could  untainted  Eden  give 
Such  bliss  as  blossoms  at  his  side. 

4  His  work  my  hoary  age  shall  bless, 
When  youthful  vigor  is  no  more, 

And  my  last  hour  or  life  confess 
His  dying  love,  his  saving  power. 

385  Me  rib  ah-  Eb . 

When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt 

come 
To  take  thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  I  love  to  meet  among  them  now, 
Before  thy  feet  with  them  to  bow. 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But,  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought ! 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 

3  O  Lord,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace — 
Be  thou  my  only  hiding  place, 

In  this,  the  accepted  day; 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  oh,  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Among  thy  saints  let  me  be  found, 
Whene'er  the  archangel's  trump  shall 

To  see  thy  smiling  face;         [sound, 
Then  loudest  of  the  throng  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace,  [ring 


316  Frederick-F. 

1  WOULD  not  live  alway  ;  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the 

way ; 
The  few  lucid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us 

here  [its  cheer. 

Are  enough  for  life's  woes,  full  enough  for 

2  I  would  not  live  alway  ;  no,  welcome  the 

tomb :  [gloom : 

Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its 
There  sweet  be  my  rest  till  he  bid  me  arise 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descendingtheskies. 

3  Who,  who  would  live  alway  away  from 

his  God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the 

bright  plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns  ? 

4  Where  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  breth'ren  transported  to 

greet : 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly 

roll,  [soul. 

And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the 

317  Zebulon-F. 

Come,  my  Redeemer,  come, 
And  deign  to  dwell  with  me; 

Come,  and  thy  right  assume, 
And  bid  thy  rivals  flee: 

Come,  my  Redeemer,  quickly  come, 

And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 

2  Rule  thou  in  every  thought 
And  passion  of  my  soul, 

Till  all  my  powers  are  brought 

Beneath  thy  full  control ; 
Come,  my  Redeemer,  quickly  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 

3  Then  shall  my  days  be  thine, 
And  all  my  heart  be  love, 

And  joy  and  peace  be  mine, 
Such  as  are  known  above ! 
Come,  my  Redeemer,  quickly  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 


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LIVING  HYMNS. 


318  Nettleton-F. 

Come,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing, 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet. 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above; 
Praise  the  mount!   I'm  fixed  upon  it, 

Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love! 

2  Here  I'll  raise  my  Ebenezer; 
Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come; 

And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

3  Oh,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 
Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be! 

Let  thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee. 

Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it, — 
Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love, — 

Here's  my  heart ;  oh,  take  and  seal  it. 
Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 

319 

Welcome,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer, 
Welcome  to  this  heart  of  mine ; 

Lord,  I  make  a  full  surrender, 

Every  power  and  thought  be  thine ; 

Thine  entirely, 
Through  eternal  ages  thine. 

2  Known  to  all  to  be  thy  mansion, 
Earth  and  hell  will  disappear; 

Or  in  vain  attempt  possession, 

When  they  find  the  Lord  is  near; 

Shout,  O  Zion  ! 
Shout,  ye  saints!  the  Lord  is  here. 

320  Vespers-Ab. 

Lo  !  the  day  of  rest  declineth, 

Gather  fast  the  shades  of  night; 
May  the  Sun  which  ever  shineth 

Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light. 

2  While,  thine  ear  of  love  addressing, 
Thus  our  parting  hymn  we  sing, 

Father,  grant  thine  evening  blessing, 
Fold  us  safe  beneath  thy  wing. 


321  Sicily-Eb. 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace; 

Let  us  each,  thy  love  posessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  ; 

Oh,  refresh  us, 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 

May  the  fiuits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  ; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

3  So,  whene'er  the  signal's  given, 
Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 

Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  to  leave  our  cumbrous  clay, 

May  we,  ready, 
Rise  and  reign  in  endless  day. 

322  SUily-Eb. 
Saviour!  visit  thy  plantation  ; 

Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain;    - 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  again. 

Cho. — Lord,  revive  us,  Lord,  revive  us, 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance; 
Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 

Lest,  for  want  of  thy  assistance. 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

3  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 
Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers; 

Let  each  one  esteemed  thy  servant 
Shun  the  world's  enticing  snares. 

4  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power  : 
Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh, 

And  begin,  from  this  good  hour, 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 

323  Sicily-Eb. 
May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above ! 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 
With  each  other  and  the  Lord  ; 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 


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WORD  EDITION. 


324  Vespers- Ab. 
We  have  come  to  worship  Jesus, 

And  in  adoration  bow 
Low  before  our  gracious  Saviour, 
Who  vouchsafes  to  hear  us  now. 

2  Jesus,  friend  of  earth-bound  sinners, 
Wash  away  our  every  stain  ; 

May  our  hearts  to  thee  be  opened, 
So  that  thou  may'st  in  them  reign. 

3  May  we  find  thy  great  salvation, 
And  our  souls  be  filled  with  love  ; 

May  thy  Kingdom  here,  Lord  Jesus, 
Soon  be  like  to  heav'n  above. 

4  Prayers  ascend,  like  incense  rising, 
For  new  pardon,  grace,  and  peace  : 

May  thy  Spirit's  influence  brighten 
All  our  lives, — our  faith  increase. 

5  May  the  wisdom  of  thy  gospel 
Comfort  for  all  times  afford  ; 

And  may  we  be  waiting,  ready 
At  thy  coming,  dearest  Lord. 

— H.  S.  Jones. 

325  Mendebras-F. 

O  DAY  of  rest  and  gladness, 

O  day  of  joy  and  light, 
O  balm  of  care  and  sadness, 

Most  beautiful,  most  bright: 
On  thee,  the  high  and  lowly, 

Through  ages  joined  in  tune, 
Sing,  "  Holy,  holy,  holy," 

To  the  great  God  Triune. 

2  On  thee,  at  the  creation, 

The  light  first  had  its  birth ; 
On  thee,  for  our  salvation, 

Christ  rose  from  depths  of  earth  ; 
On  thee,  our  Lord,  victorious, 

The  Spirit  sent  from  heaven; 
And  thus  on  thee,  most  glorious, 

A  triple  light  was  given. 

3  To-day  on  weary  nations 

The  heavenly  manna  falls; 
To  holy  convocations 

The  silver  trumpet  calls, 
Where  gospel  light  is  glowing 

With  pure  and  radiant  beams, 
And  living  waters  flowing 

With  soul -refreshing  streams. 


New  graces  ever  gaining 

From  this  our  day  of  rest, 
We  reach  the  rest  remaining 

To  spirits  of  the  blest ; 
To  Holy  Ghost  be  praises, 

To  Father,  and  to  Son  ; 
The  Church  her  voice  upraises 

To  thee,  blest  Three  in  One. 

— C.  Wordsworth. 


326 


Mendebras-F. 


Now  be  the  gospel  banner 

In  every  land  unfurled, 
A?^d  be  the  shout,  Hosanna! 

Re-echoed  through  the  world ; 
Till  every  isle  and  nation, 

Till  every  tribe  and  tongue, 
Receive  the  great  salvation, 

And  join  the  happy  throng. 

What  though  the  embattled  legions 

Of  earth  and  hell  combine. 
His  arm  throughout  their  regions 

Shall  soon  resplendent  shine; 
Ride  on,  O  Lord,  victorious, 

Immanuel,  Prince  of  Peace, 
Thy  triumph  shall  be  glorious, 

Thy  empire  still  increase. 

Yes,  thou  shalt  reign  forever, 

O  Jesus,  King  of  kings  ; 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  favor, 

Each  ransomed  captive  sings: 
The  isles  for  thee  are  waiting, 

The  deserts  learn  thy  praise; 
The  hills  and  valleys  greeting, 

The  song  responsive  raise. 

327  Webb-Bb. 

The  morning  light  is  breaking; 

The  darkness  disappears; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears ; 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar, 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 


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While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing, 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

3  Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thine  onward  way; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 
Nor  in  thy  richness  stay  : 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home: 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim,  "  The  Lord  is  come !  " 
— Samuel  F.  Smith. 

328  Webb-Bb. 

Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross  ; 
Lift  high  his  royal  banner, 

It  must  not  suffer  loss; 
From  victory  unto  victory 

His  army  shall  he  lead 
Till  every  foe  is  vanquished, 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

2  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

The  trumpet  call  obey  ; 
Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict, 

In  this  his  glorious  day: 
''Ye  that  are  men,  now  serve  him," 

Against  unnumbered  foes : 
Your  courage  rise  with  danger, 

And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 

3  Stand  up.  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Stand  in  his  strength  alone; 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you  ; 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own  : 
Put  on  the  gospel  armor, 

Each  piece  put  on  with  prayer; 
Where  duty  calls,  or  danger, 

Be  never  wanting  there. 

4.  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 
The  strife  will  not  be  long; 
This  day  the  noise  of  battle, 

The  next  the  victor's  song : 
To  him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be  ; 
He  with  the  King  of  glory 
Shall  reign  eternallv. 

—Geo.  Duflield,  Jr. 


329  Webb-Bb, 
When,  his  salvation  bringing, 

To  Zion  Jesus  came, 
The  children  all  stood  singing 

Hosannas  to  his  name. 
Nor  did  their  zeal  offend  him, 

For  as  he  rode  along, 
He  let  them  still  attend  him, 

And  smiled  to  hear  their  song. 

And  since  the  Lord  retaineth 

His  love  for  children  still ; 
Though  now  as  King  he  reigneth 

On  Zion's  heavenly  hill, 
We'll  flock  around  his  banner, 

Who  sits  upon  the  throne  ; 
And  cry  aloud,  "  Hosanna 

To  David's  royal  Son  !  " 

For  should  we  fail  proclaiming 

Our  great  Redeemer's  praise; 
The  stones,  our  silence  shaming 

Might  well  hosannas  raise. 
But  shall  we  only  render 

The  tribute  of  our  words? 
No  !  while  our  hearts  are  tender, 

They,  too,  shall  be  the  Lord's. 

330  Boyleston-C. 
Lord,  God,  the  Holy  Ghost ! 

In  this  accepted  hour, 
As  on  the  day  of  Pentecost, 
Descend  in  all  thy  power. 

We  meet  with  one  accord 

In  our  appointed  place, 
And  wait  the  promise  of  our  Lord, — 

The  Spirit  of  all  grace. 

Like  mighty,  rushing  wind 
Upon  the  waves  beneath, 

Move  with  one  impulse  every  mind; 
One  soul,  one  feeling  breathe. 

The  young,  the  old,  inspire 

With  wisdom  from  above  ;       [fire, 

And  give  us  hearts  and  tongues  of 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  love. 

Spirit  of  light!  explore, 
And  chase  our  gloom  away. 

With  lustre  shining  more  and  more, 
Unto  the  perfect  day. 


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WORD  EDITION. 


331  Boyleston-C. 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 

With  energy  divine, 
And  on  this  poor,  benighted  soul 
With  beams  of  mercy  shine. 

2  From  the  celestial  hills 

Light,  life,  and  joy  dispense; 
And  may  I  daily,  hourly  feel 
Thy  quickening  influence. 

3  O  melt  this  frozen  heart, 

This  stubborn  will  subdue; 
Each  evil  passion  overcome, 
And  form  me  all  anew. 

4  The  profit  will  be  mine, 

But  thine  shall  be  the  praise; 
Cheerful  to  thee  will  I  devote 
The  remnant  of  my  days. 

332  Boyleston-C. 
The  day  is  past  and  gone, 

The  evening  shades  appear! 
Oh!  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest  ; 
So  death  shall  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possessed. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

333  Boyleston-C. 

Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray, 
And  give  us  hearts  to  ask  ; 

Or  all  we  think,  or  do,  or  say, 
Will  be  a  tiresome  task. 

2  Thy  Holy  Spirit  send, 

Our  bosoms  to  inspire  ; 
Then  shall  our  praise  to  thee  ascend 
With  pure  and  warm  desire. 

3  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Present  our  prayers  above; 
And  spread  abroad  o'er  all  thou  seest 
The  mantle  of  thy  love. 


4  Teach  us  to  find  our  bliss 
In  earnest,  fervent  prayer; 
For  where  we  pray  our  Saviour  is, 
And  bliss  is  only  there. 

334  Boyleston-C. 
A  charge  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify  ; 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfill, — 
Oh,  ma}r  it  all  my  powers  engage 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live; 
And  oh,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare, 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely, 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  forever  die. 

335  Luther-F. 

1  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
The  house  of  thine  abode, 

The  Church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  I  love  thy  Church,  O  God ! 
Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 

Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall, 
For  her  my  prayers  ascend  : 

To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

4  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

5  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 
To  Zion  shall  be  given 

The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 


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336  Luther-F. 

Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  sound, 

Harmonious  to  the  ear; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 

And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  a  way 

To  save  rebellious  man  ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  taught  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown 

Through  everlasting  days ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  our  praise. 

337  Luther-F. 
Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 

Ye  people  of  his  choice  ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God. 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 
Above  all  blessing  high, 

Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name, 
And  laud,  and  magniiy  ? 

3  O  for  the  living  flame 
From  his  own  altar  brought, 

To  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought ! 

4  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 
And  his  salvation  ours  ; 

Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

5  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  ; 
The  Lord  your  God  adore  ; 

Stand  up,  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 
Henceforth,  forevermore. 

338  Luther-F. 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart, 
For  they  shall  see  our  God  ; 

The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs; 
Their  soul  is  his  abode. 


2  Still  to  the  lowly  soul 

He  doth  himself  impart, 
And  for  his  temple  and  his  throne 
Selects  the  pure  in  heart. 

3  Lord,  we  thy  presence  seek, 

May  ours  this  blessing  be  ; 
O  give  the  pure  and  lowly  heart, — 
A  temple  meet  for  thee. 

339  Doxology-S.  M. 
To  God.  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit,  One  in  Three, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  forever  be. 

340  Key  G. 

Safely  through  another  week 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way; 

Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 
Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day: 

Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 

Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  pray  for  pardoning  grace, 

Thro'  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 
Show  thy  reconciled  face, 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame; 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 
i 

3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near: 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear: 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints; 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 

Bring  relief  to  all  complaints  : 
Thus  may  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  join  the  Church  above. 

— John  Newton. 

341  Eltham-G. 

Hasten,  Lord,  the  glorious  time, 
When,  beneath  Messiah's  sway, 

Ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  clime, 
Shall  the  gospel  call  obey. 


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Mightiest  kings  his  power  shall  own, 
Heathen  tribes  his  name  adore; 

Satan  and  his  host,  o'erthrown, 

Bound  in  chains,  shall  hurt  no  more. 

2  Then  shall  wars  and  tumults  cease; 

Then  be  banished  grief  and  pain  ; 
Righteousness,  and  joy,  and  peace, 

Undisturbed,  shall  ever  reign. 
Bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord; 

Ever  praise  his  glorious  name  ; 
All  his  mighty  acts  record, 

All  his  wondrous  love  proclaim. 

— Harriet  Auber 

342       Amsterdam-G. 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 

Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place. 
Sun  and  moon  and  stars  decay ; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away, 

To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course; 
Fire  ascending  seeks  the  sun  ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source  ; 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn  ; 

Press  onward  to  the  prize; 
Soon  our  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies. 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given; 
All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 

3-13       Amsterdam-G. 
Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day, 

A  journey  to  the  tomb : 
Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee, 

Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms  : 
All  that's  mortal  soon  will  be 

Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 


2  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day, 

A  journey  to  the  tomb  : 
But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 

Health  and  beauty  soon  above; 
Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy, 

Secure  in  Jesus'  love. 

34-1         Coronation-G, 
Jesus!  the  name  high  over  all, 

In  hell,  or  earth,  or  sky; 
Angels  and  men  before  it  fall, 

And  devils  fear  and  fly. 

2  Jesus  !  the  name  to  sinners  dear, 

The  name  to  sinners  given  ; 
It  scatters  all  their  guilty  fear  ; 
It  turns  their  hell  to  heaven. 

3  Jesus  the  prisoner's  fetters  breaks, 

And  bruises  Satan's  head;  [speaks, 
Power    into    strengthless    souls    he 
And  life  into  the  dead. 

4  O  that  the  world  might  taste  and  see 

The  riches  of  his  grace  ! 
The  arms  of  love  that  compass  me 
Would  all  mankind  embrace. 

5  His  only  righteousness  I  show, 

His  saving  truth  proclaim  : 
'Tis  all  my  business  here  below, 
To  cry,  "  Behold  the  Lamb!  " 

6  Happy,  if  with  my  latest  breath 

I  may  but  gasp  his  name  ; 
Preach  him  to  all,  and  cry  in  death, 
"  Behold,  behold  the  Lamb  !  " 

— C.  Wesley. 

34  5         Coronation-G. 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  morning  stars  of  light, 
Who  fixed  t'his  earthly  ball  ; 

Now  hail  the  strength  of  Israel's  might, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


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3  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall, 

Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 

Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 
On  this  terrestial  ball, 

To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

6  O  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 
We  at  his  feet  may  fall ! 

We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

346  Antioch-D. 
O  for  a  thousand  tongues,  to  sing 

My  great  Redeemer's  praise  ; 
The  glories  of  :ny  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace! 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God, 
Assist  me  to  proclaim, 

To  spread  thro'  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus!  the  name  that  charms  our  fears, 
That  bids  our  sorrows  cease  ; 

'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  canceled  sin, 
He  sets  the  prisoner  free; 

His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean  ; 
H's  blood  availed  for  me. 

5  He  speaks,  and,  listening  to  his  voice, 
New  life  the  dead  receive  ; 

The  mournful,  broken  hearts  rejoice; 

The  humble  poor  believe.       r ,       , 
r  [dumb, 

6  Hear  him,  ye  deaf;   his  praise,  ye 
Your  loosened  tongues  employ  ; 

Ye  blind,  behold  your  Saviour  come; 
And  leap,  ye  lame,  for  joy. 

347  Antioch-D. 
Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come ; 

Let  earth  receive  her  King; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 


2  Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Saviour  reigns ; 
Let  men  their  songs  employ; 

While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy.       [plains, 

3  No  more  let  sin  and  sorrow  grow, 
Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  ; 

He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 

Far  as  the  curse  is  found.        r 

[grace, 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and 
And  makes  the  nations  prove 

The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

348  Key  F. 

Our  Father  which  art  in  heaven,  hal- 
lowed |  be  thy  |  name,|j  Thy  king- 
dom come,  thy  will  be  done  in  | 
earth,  as-it  |  is  in  |  heaven. 

2  Give  us  this  day  our  |  daily  |  bread,  || 

And  forgive  us  our  trespasses,  as 
we  forgive  |  them  that  |  trespass 
a-  |  gainst  us. 

3  And  lead  us  not  into  temptation,  but 

deliver  |  us  from  |  evil  ;||  For  thine 
is  the  kingdom ,  and  the  power  and 
the  |  glory  for-  |  ever  and  j  ever.  |j 
A-  |  men. 

349  Ewing-D. 
Jerusalem  the  golden, 

With  milk  and  honey  blest, 
Beneath  thy  contemplation 

Sink  heart  and  voice  opprest: 
I  know  not,  oh,  I  know  not 

What  joys  await  us  there ; 
What  radiancy  of  glory, 

What  light  beyond  compare. 

2  They  stand,  those  halls  of  Zion, 

All  jubilant  with  song, 
And  bright  with  many  an  angel, 

And  all  the  martyr  throng  : 
The  Prince  is  ever  in  them, 

The  daylight  is  serene; 
The  pastures  of  the  blessed 

Are  decked  in  glorious  sheen. 

There  is  the  throne  of  David; 

And  there,  from  care  released, 
The  song  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  shout  of  them  that  feast ; 


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And  they  who,  with  their  Leader, 
Have  conquered  in  the  fight, 

Forever  and  forever 
Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 

4  O  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

The  home  of  God's  elect ! 
O  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

That  eager  hearts  expect ! 
Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest; 
Who  art,  with  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest. 

— Bernard  of  Cluny. 
— Tr.  by  J.  M.  Neale. 

350  Love  Divine-Bb. 
Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down  ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling! 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation  ; 

Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  oh,  breath  thy  loving  Spirit 
Into  every  troubled  breast! 

Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 
Let  us  find  that  second  rest. 

Take  away  our  bent  to  sinning  ; 
Alpha  and  Omega  be  ; 

End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning. 
Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 

3  Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 
Let  us  all  thy  life  receive  ; 

Suddenly  return,  and  never, 
Never  more  thy  temples  leave; 

Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 
Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above, 

Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing, 
Glory  in  thy  perfect  love. 

4  Finish  then  thy  new  creation; 
Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be; 

Let  us  see  thy  great  salvation, 
Perfectly  restored  in  thee  : 

Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 
Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place. 

Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 
Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

— Charles  Wesley, 


351  Key  F. 

The  Lord  bless  thee,  and  keep  thee: 
The  Lord  make  his  faceshine  upon  thee 
And  be  gracious  unto  thee  :  [thee, 

The  Lord  lift  up  his  countenance  upon 
And  give  thee  peace.     Amen. 

352  Key  F. 

MY  Jesus,  I  love  thee,  I  know  thou  art  mine, 
For  thee  all  the  follies  of  sin  I  resign  ; 
My  gracious  Redeemer,  my  Saviour  art 

thou, 
If  ever  I  loved  thee,  my  Jesus,  'tis  now. 

2  I  love  thee  because  thou  hast  first  loved 

me,  [tree ; 

And  purchased  my  pardon  on  Calvary's 

1  love  thee  for  wearing  the  thorns  on  thy 

brow; 
If  ever  I  loved  thee,  my  Jesus,  'tis  now. 

3  I  will  love  thee  in  life,  I'll  love  thee  in 

death ,  [breath  ; 

And  praise  thee  as  long  as  thou  lendest  me 
And  say,  when  the  death-dew  lies  cold  on 

my  brow, 
If  ever  I  loved  thee,  my  Jesus,  'tis  now. 

4  In  mansions  of  glory  and  endless  delight, 
I'll  ever  adore  thee  in  heaven  so  bright; 
I'll  sing  with  the  glittering  crown  on  my 

brow, 
If  ever  I  loved  thee,  my  Jesus,  'tis  now. 
— "  London  Hymn  Book." 

353  Stockwell-Bb. 
Yes,  for  me,  for  me  he  careth 

With  a  brother's  tender  care  ; 
Yes,  with  me,  with  me  he  shareth 
Every  burden,  every  fear. 

2  Yes,  for  me  he  standeth  pleading 

At  the  mercy-seat  above, 
Ever  for  me  interceding, 
Constant  in  untiring  love. 

3  Yes,  in  me  abroad  he  shedeth 

Joys  unearthly,  love  and  light; 
And  to  cover  me  he  spreadeth 
His  paternal  wing  of  might 

4  Yes,  in  me,  in  me  he  dwelleth, 

I  in  him,  and  he  in  me; 
And  my  empty  soul  he  filleth, 
Here  and  through  eternity. 


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5  Thus  I  wait  for  his  returning, 
Singing  all  the  way  to  heaven  ; 
Such  the  joyful  song  of  morning, 
Such  the  tranquil  song  of  even. 

354        Stockwell-Bb. 

Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour! 

For  the  day  is  passing  by ; 
See!  the  shades  of  evening  gather, 

And  the  night  is  drawing  nigh. 

2  Deeper,  deeper  grow  the  shadows, 
Paler  now  the  glowing  west, 

Swift  the  night  of  death  advances; 
Shall  it  be  the  night  of  rest? 

3  Lonely  seems  the  vale  of  shadow ; 
Sinks  my  heart  with  troubled  fear; 

Give  me  faith  for  clearer  vision, 
Speak  thou,  Lord  !  in  words  of  cheer. 

4  Let  me  hear  thy  voice  behind  me, 
Calming  all  these  wild  alarms; 

Let  me  underneath  my  weakness 
Feel  the  everlasting  arms. 

5  Feeble,  trembling,  fainting,  dying, 
Lord  !  I  cast  myself  on  thee  ; 

Tarry  with  me  through  the  darkness ; 
While  I  sleep  still  watch  by  me. 

6  Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour! 
Lay  my  head  upon  thy  breast 

Till  the  morning;  then  awake  me — 
Morning  of  eternal  rest. 

355 

My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 
Than  Jesus'  blood  and  righteousness  ; 

1  dare  not  trust  the  sweetest  frame, 
But  wholly  lean  on  Jesus'  name. 

Cho .— On  Christ  thesolid  Rock  I  stand : 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand  ; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

2  When  darkness  veils  his  lovely  face. 
I  rest  on  his  unchanging  grace  ; 

In  every  high  and  stormy  gale. 
My  anchor  holds  within  the  vail. 

3  His  oath,  his  covenant,  his  blood, 
Support  me  in  the  whelming  flood  ; 
When  all  around  my  soul  gives  way, 
He  then  is  all  my  hope  and  stay. 


4  When  he  shall  come  with  trumpet 
O.  may  I  then  in  him  be  found  ;   [sound, 
Drest  in  his  righteousness  alone, 
Faultless  to  stand  before  the  throne ! 

356  Goshen-G. 
HOW  sweet  is  the  Sabbath,  the  morning  of 

rest,  [best; 

The  day  of  the  week  which  I  surely  love 
The  morning  my  Saviour  arose  from  the 

tomb,  [gloom. 

And  took  from  the  grave  all  its  terror  and 

2  Oh,  let  me  be  thoughtful  and  prayerful 

to-day, 

And  not  spend  a  minute  in  trifling  or  play  ; 

Remembering  these  seasons  were  gracious- 
ly given  [heaven. 

To  teach  me  to  seek  and  prepare  me  for 

3  In  the  house  of  my  God,  in  his  presence 

and  fear,  [cere ; 

When  I  worship  to-day,  may  it  all  be  sin- 
In  the  school  when  I  learn,  may  I  do  it  with 

care,  [me  there. 

And  be  grateful  to  those  who  watch  over 

4  Instruct  me,  my  Saviour,  a  child  tho'  I  be, 
I  am  not  too  young  to  be  noticed  by  thee  ; 
Renew  all  my  heart,  keep  me  firm  in  thy 

ways,  [thee  the  praise. 

1  would  love  thee,  and  serve  thee,  and  give 

357  Goshen-G. 
Begone,  unbelief,  my  Saviour  is  near, 
And  for  my  relief  he  will  surely  appear; 
By  prayer  let  me  wrestle,  and  he  will  per- 
form ;  [storm. 

With  Christ  in  the  vessel,  I  smile  at  the 

2  Though  dark  be  my  way,  thou,  Lord! 

art  my  guide; 
'Tis  mine  to  obey,  'tis  thine  to  provide; 
Though  cisterns  be  broken  and  creatures 

all  fail,  [prevail. 

The  word  thou  hast  spoken  shall  surely 

3  Since  all  that  I  meet  shall  work  for  my 

good, 
The  bitter  is  sweet,  the  medicine  food: 
Though  painful  at  present,  'twill  cease  be- 
fore long,  [or's  song ! 
And  then,  oh,  how  pleasant  the  conquer- 


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358  Gosken-G. 
Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner, draw  near, 

The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for 

thee  ; 
No  price  is   demanded,   the  Saviour  is 

here ;  [free. 

Redemption  is  purchased,  salvation  is 

2  Delay  not,  delay  not ;  why  longer  abuse 
The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus  thy 

God? 
A  fountain  is  opened ;  how  canst  thou  re- 
fuse [ing  blood  ? 
To  wash  and  be  cleansed  in  his  pardon- 

3  Delay  not  delay  not ;  the  Spirit  of«grace 
Long  grieved  and  resisted  may  take  his 

sad  flight,  [race, 

And  leave  thee  in  darkness  to  finish  thy 
To  sink  in  the  vale  of  eternity's  night. 

359  Portuguese-  G. 
How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the 

Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word! 
What  more  can  he  say,  than  to  you  he  hath 

said, 
To  you,  who  for  refuge  to  Jesus  have  fled  ? 

2  "  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  dis- 

mayed, 
For  I  am  thy  God,  I  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 
I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause 

thee  to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  gracious,  omnipotent  hand. 

3  "  When  thro'  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee 

to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  overflow ; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  trials  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

4  When  thro'  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall 

lie, 
My  grace  all-sufficient,  shall  be  thy  supply, 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee  ;  I  only  de- 
sign [fine, 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  re- 

5  "  E'en  down  to  old  age  all  my  people 

shall  prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love  ; 
And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples 

adorn,  [borne. 

Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be 

Living  Bymns-G  97 


6  "  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for 
repose, 

1  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes ; 
That  soul,  tho'  all  hell  should  endeavor  to 

shake, 
I'll  never,  no  never,  no  never  forsake  !  " 
— George  Keith. 

360  Hendon-G. 
Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer; 
He  himself  invites  thee  near. 
Bids  thee  ask  him,  waits  to  hear. 

2  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest ; 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
There  thy  blood-bought  right  main- 
And  without  a  rival  reign.         [tain, 

3  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer; 
As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

4  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do; 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 
Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 

— John  Newton. 

361  Hendon-G. 
Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  we  journey  we  will  sing, — 
Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  We  are  traveling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  O  ye  mourning  souls,  be  glad, 
Christ  our  advocate  is  made; 
Us  to  save  our  flesh  assumes, 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

4  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  blest, 
Soon  we'll  enter  into  rest ; 
There  our  seat  is  now  prepared, 
There  our  Kingdom  and  reward. 

5  Lord,  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 


LIVING  HYMNS. 


362  Hendon-G. 
Hark,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord  ; 

'Tis  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word  ; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee, 
"Say.  poor  sinner,  lovest  thou  me?" 

2  "  I  delivered  thee  when  bound," 
And, when  wounded,  healed  thy  wound; 
Sought  thee  wandering  set  thee  right, 
Turned  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  toward  the  child  she  bare? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

\  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above, 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be  ; 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lovest  thou  me?  " 

6  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint; 
Yet  I  love  thee  and  adore, 

Oh,  for  grace  to  love  thee  more ! 

363  Key  Bb. 

Yield  not  to  temptation, 

For  yielding  is  sin, 
Each  vict'ry  will  help  you 

Some  other  to  win  ; 
Fight  manfully  onward, 

Dark  passions  subdue. 
Look  ever  to  Jesus, 

He'll  carry  you  through. 

Cho. — Ask  the  Saviour  to  help  you, 

Comfort,  strength,  and  keep  you, 
He  is  willing  to  aid  you, 
He  will  carry  you  through. 

2  Shun  evil  companions, 

Bad  language  disdain, 
God's  name  hold  in  rev'rence, 

Nor  take  it  in  vain  ; 
Be  thoughtful  and  earnest, 

Kind-hearted  and  true, 
Look  ever  to  Jesus, 

He'll  carry  you  through. 


3  To  him  that  o'ercometh 

God  giveth  a  crown, 
Thro'  faith  we  will  conquer, 

Though  often  cast  down; 
He  who  is  our  Saviour, 

Our  strength  will  renew, 
Look  ever  to  Jesus, 

He'll  carry  you  through. 

364 

Lo  !  the  stone  is  rolled  away, 
Death  yields  up  his  mighty  prey; 
Jesus,  rising  from  the  tomb, 
Scatters  all  its  fearful  gloom. 

2  Praise  him  in  the  noblest  songs, 
From  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues 
Every  note  with  rapture  swell, 
And  the  Saviour's  triumph  tell. 

3  Let  Immanuel  be  adored — 
Ransom,  Mediator,  Lord! 
To  creation's  utmost  bound, 
Let  the  eternal  praise  resound. 

365 

Wait,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord, 
To  his  gracious  promise  flee, 

Laying  hold  upon  this  word, 

"As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

2  If  the  sorrows  of  thy  case 
Seem  peculiar  still  to  thee, 

God  has  promised  needful  grace, — 
"As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

3  Days  of  trial,  days  of  grief, 
In  succession  thou  mayst  see; 

This  is  still  my  sweet  relief, — 

"As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

366  Ariel-  Eb. 

0  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art! 
When  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 

All  taken  up  by  thee? 

1  thirst,  I  faint,  I  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love, 

The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 

2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hell ; 
Its  riches  are  unsearchable; 

The  first-born  sons  of  light 
Desire  in  vain  its  depths  to  see; 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery, 

The  length,  the  breath,  the  height. 


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3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God  ; 
O  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor  stony  heart ! 
For  love  I  sigh,  for  love  I  pine ; 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine; 

Be  mine  this  better  part. 

4  O  that  I  could  forever  sit 
With  Mary  at  the  Master's  feet ! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice ; 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss, 
My  joy.  my  heaven  on  earth,  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice. 

5  O  that  I  could,  with  favored  John, 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  dear  Redeemer's  breast! 
From  care,  and  sin,  and  sorrow  free, 
Give  me,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 

My  everlasting  rest. 

367  Ariel-  Ed. 
O  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 

0  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, 
Which  in  my  Saviour  shine, 

I'd  soar  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings 
In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt, 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin,  and  wrath  divine; 
I'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all-perfect,  heavenly  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 

3  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of.  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne  ; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 

1  would  to  everlasting  days 
Make  all  his  glories  known. 

4  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  his  face; 
Then  with  my  Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

368  Avon- A3. 
According  to  thy  gracious  word, 

In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord 
I  will  remember  thee. 


2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be; 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget? 

Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 
Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
And  not  remember  thee? 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  sacrifice, 
I  must  remember  thee. — 

5  Remember  thee  and  all  thy  pains, 

And  all  thy  love  to  me  ; 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
Will  I  remember  thee. 

369  A  von- A3. 
Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 

'Tis  music  to  mine  ear ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
That  earth  and  heaven  should  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 
My  joy,  my  hope,  my  trust ; 

Jewels,  to  thee,  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish 
In  thee  most  richly  meet ; 

Nor  to  mine  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  still  dwells  upon  my  heart, 
And  sheds  its  fragrance  there, 

The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

370  Avon-Ab. 
Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 

And  did  my  Sovereign  die? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done, 
He  groaned  upon  the  tree? 

Amazing  pity!  grace  unknown! 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 
And  shut  his  glories  in, 

When  God,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man,  the  creature's,  sin. 


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4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 
While  his  dear  cross  appears, 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 
The  debt  of  love  I  owe ; 

Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

371  Avon-Ab. 

Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
A  thousand  thoughts  revolve. — 

Come  with  yourguilt  and  fearoppressed 
And  make  this  last  resolve  : 

2  "  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 
High  as  a  mountain  rose ; 

I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 
Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer; 

But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

4  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 
I  am  resolved  to  try; 

For  if  I  stay  away.  I  know 
I  must  forever  die." 

372  Horton-A. 
Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come,  and  make  my  path  your  choice, 

1  will  guide  you  to  your  home; 
W7eary  pilgrim,  hither  come. 

2  Thou  who,  houseless,  sole,  forlorn. 
Long   hast  borne  the   proud   world's 

scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste, 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  haste. 

3  Ye  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain  ; 
Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn  ; 

4  Hither  come,  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound, 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 


S73  Horton-A. 

As  the  twilight  shadows  fall, 

Let  us,  in  the  closing  day, 
Mark  the  solemn  hour  when  all 

Earthly  things  shall  fade  away. 

2  In  the  grave  to  which  we  haste, 
No  repentance  can  be  found  ; 

Shall  we  then  our  moments  waste 
While  we  stand  on  trial-ground? 

3  Ere  the  coming  of  that  night. 
(When  its  coming  who  can  say?) 

Let  us  do  with  all  our  might, 
Strive  and  labor,  watch  and  pray. 

4  Lord,  do  thou  thy  grace  impart; 
Penitence  and  faith  bestow  ! 

Come  and  sanctify  each  heart, 
Let  us  thy  salvation  know. 

5  That  when  waning  years  have  fled, 
And  these  scenes  have  passed  away, 

Rising  with  the  summoned  dead. 
We  may  wake  to  endless  day. 

371  Horton-A. 

Gentle  Jesus,  meek  and  mild, 
Look  upon  a  little  child ; 
Pity  my  simplicity, 
Suffer  me  to  come  to  thee. 

2  Fain  I  would  to  thee  be  brought; 
Gracious  God,  forbid  it  not; 
Give  me,  O  my  God,  a  place 

In  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace ! 

3  Put  thy  hands  upon  my  head, 
Let  me  in  thine  arms  be  stayed; 
Let  me  lean  upon  thy  breast, 
Lull  me  there,  O  Lord,  to  rest. 

4  Fain  I  would  be  as  thou  art ; 
Give  me  thy  obedient  heart; 
Thou  art  pitiful  and  kind  ; 
Let  me  have  thy  loving  mind. 

375  Horton-A. 

Depth  of  mercy  !  can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  me? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear. — 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace; 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face ; 
Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls; 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 


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3  Now  incline  me  to  repent; 
Let  me  now  my  sins  lament; 
Now  my  foul  revolt  deplore, 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 

4  Kindled  his  relentings  are; 
Me  he  now  delights  to  spare; 
Cries,  '  how  can  I  give  thee  up  ? ' 
Lets  the  lifted  thunder  drop. 

5  There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands, 
Shows  his  wounds,  and  spreads  his 
God  is  love  !  I  know,  I  feel ;  [hands ; 
Jesus  weeps,  and  loves  me  still. 

376  PleyeTs  Hymn.-G. 
Gracious  Spirit,  love  divine, 
Let  thy  light  within  me  shine ! 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove; 
Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Speak  thy  pardoning  grace  to  me ; 
Set  the  burdened  sinner  free ; 
Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God ; 
Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart ; 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 
Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

4  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray; 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine; 
Keep  me,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

377  PleyeTs  Hymn-G. 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ■ 
Wisdom  if  you  still  despise, 

Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Hasten  mercy  to  implore, 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er, 
Ere  this  evening's  course  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return. 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest, 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest, 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 


378  Pleyel's  Hymn-G. 
Holy  Ghost,  with  light  divine, 
Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away, 
Turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost,  with  power  divine, 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine; 
Long  hath  sin,  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  with  joy  divine, 
Cheer  this  saddened  heart  of  mine; 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart, 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 

4  Holy  Spirit,  all  divine, 

Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine; 
Cast  down  every  idol-throne. 
Reign  supreme — and  reign  alone. 

379  PleyeTs  Hymn-G. 
Ere  another  Sabbath's  close, 

Ere  again  we  seek  repose, 
Lord  !  our  song  ascends  to  thee; 
At  thy  feet  we  bow  the  knee. 

2  For  the  mercies  of  the  day, 
For  this  rest  upon  our  way, 
Thanks  to  thee  alone  be  given, 
Lord  of  earth,  and  King  of  heaven ! 

3  Whilst  this  thorny  path  we  tread, 
May  thy  love  our  footsteps  lead, 
When  our  journey  here  is  past, 
May  we  rest  with  thee  at  last. 

4  Let  these  earthly  Sabbaths  prove 
Foretastes  of  our  joys  above ; 
While  their  steps  thy  pilgrims  bend 
To  the  rest  which  knows  no  end. 

380  Zion-D. 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 
Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  : 

1  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty ; 

Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand: 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 

,  Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar, 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through : 
Strong  Deliverer, 

Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 


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3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 

Bear  me  through  the  swelling  current ; 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side : 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  sing  to  thee. 

381  Zion-D. 

Where  we  oft  have  met  in  gladness, 

On  the  holy  Sabbath  day, 

Now  we  gather  in  our  sadness, 

Mourning  over  one  away  : 

Tears  are  falling 
On  this  holy  Sabbath  day. 

2  One  we  loved  has  left  our  number, — 
In  the  narrow  dwelling  laid; 

There  to  rest  in  dreamless  slumber, 
Till  the  trump  that  wakes  the  dead 

When  the  angel 
From  their  slumbers  wakes  the  dead. 

3  But  while  we  in  sadness  gather, 
Mourning  thus  for  one  away, 

Lo,  the  angels  say,  "Another 
Joins  @ur  holy  song  to-day  !  " 

Weep  no  longer ; 
Join  with  them  the  sacred  lay. 

4  Let  our  grief,  then,  turn  to  gladness, 
As  we  praise  the  saving  love, 

Which  o'er  every  shade  of  sadness 
Sheds  the  light  of  joys  above : 

Grief  dispelling 
By  the  light  of  joys  above. 


382 


Zion-D. 


On  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
Lo !  the  sacred  herald  stands, 

Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing — 
Zion  long  in  hostile  lands; 

Mourning  captive ! 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

[ful, 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mourn- 
All  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved? 

Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved? 

Cease  thy  mourning; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 


3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee, 
He  himself  appears  thy  friend; 

All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee, 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end; 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  quickly  send. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee. 
All  thy  warfare  now  is  past, 

God,  thy  Saviour,  shall  defend  thee, 
Peace  and  joy  are  come  at  last; 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 

383 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 

With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above ! 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 
With  each  other  and  the  Lord ; 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

384  Wilmot-Bb. 
One  there  is  above  all  others 

Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend ; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 

2  Which  of  all  our  friends  to  save  us 
Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood  ? 

But  this  Saviour  died,  to  have  us 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God. 

3  When  he  lived  on  earth,  abased, 
Friend  of  Sinners  was  his  name; 

Now,  above  all  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same. 

4  Oh,  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften  ! 
Teach  us,  Lord  !  at  length  to  love ; 

We  alas  !  forget  too  often 
What  a  Friend  we  have  above. 

—  John  Newton. 

385  Dorrnance-  E. 
Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 

Which  before  the  cross  I  spend, — 
Life  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 
From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 


102 


vvORii  cDiiiCUM. 


2  Here  I'll  sit,  forever  viewing 
Mercy  stream  in  streams  of  blood ; 

Precious  drops,  my  soul  bedewing, 
Plead  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 

3  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 
Low  before  his  cross  to  lie. — 

While  I  see  divine  compassion 
Floating  in  his  languid  eye. 

4  Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven, 
While  upon  the  cross  I  gaze ; 

Love  I  much?  I'm  much  forgiven, — 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

5  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 
With  my  tears  his  feet  I  bathe ; 

Constant  still  in  faith  abiding, 
Lire  deriving  from  his  death. 

386  Key  F. 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul ! 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high ! 
Hide  me,  O  m)'  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

Oh,  receive  my  soul  at  last! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee : 
Leave,  oh,  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me : 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing ! 

3  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin : 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound  ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee: 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity 

— Charles  Wesley. 

387  Watchman-Eb. 
Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

What  its  signs  of  promise  are ; 
Traveler,  o'er  yon  mountain's  height 
See  that  glory-beaming  star ! 


Watchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray 
Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell? 

Traveler,  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day, 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 

2  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night; 
Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 

Traveler,  blessedness  and  light. 
Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends ! 

Watchman,  will  its  beams  alone 
Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 

Traveler,  ages  are  its  own, 

See, "it  bursts  o'er  all  ttie  earth! 

3  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 
For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 

Traveler,  darkness  takes  its  flight; 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman,  let  th}'  wandering  cease; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home  ! 
Traveler,  lo !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Lo !  the  Son  of  God  is  come ! 

— Sir  John  Bowring. 

388      Watchman-Eb. 
People  of  the  living  God, 

I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found. 
Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns — 

Turns,  a  fugitive  unblest; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 

Oh,  receive  me  into  rest. 

2  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave; 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 

Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 
Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore, 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine; 
Earth  can  fill  my  heart  no  more, 

Every  idol  I  resign. 

3  Tell  me  not  of  gain  or  loss, 

Ease,  enjoyment  pomp  and  power; 
Welcome,  poverty  and  cross, 

Shame,  reproach,  affliction's  hour. 
"  Follow  me  !  "  I  know  thy  voice! 

Jesus,  Lord  !  thy  steps  I  see: 
Now  I  take  thy  yoke  by  choice ; 

Light  thy  burden  now  on  me. 


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389  Zerah-C. 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 

And  joy  to  make  it  known, 
The  Sovereign  of  your  hearts  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  Behold    your    Lord,    your   Master, 
With  glories  all  divine;       [crowned 

And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round 
How  bright  those  glories  shine. 

3  When,  in  his  earthly  courts,  we  view 
The  glories  of  our  King, 

We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

4  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  ? 
Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise: 

Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 

390  Zerah-C. 
What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page  ! 

Majestic,  like  the  sun, 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age  ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

2  The  power  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat ; 
Its  truths  upon  the  nations  rise; 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Lord,  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

4  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  him  I  love, 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view 
In  brighter  worlds  abo*ve. 

391  Zerah-C. 
To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born, 

To  us  a  Son  is  given  ; 
Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obey, 
Him,  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

2  His   name  shall    be  the   Prince   of 
Forevermore  adored ;  [Peace, 

The  Wonderful,  the  Counselor, 

The  great  and  mighty  Lord.  [-       ead 

3  His    power,   increasing,    still    shall 
His  reign  no  end  shall  know  ; 

Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above, 
And  peace  abound  below. 


4  To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born, 

To  us  a  Son  is  given  ; 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counselor, 

The  mighty  Lord  of  heaven. 

393  Zerah-C. 

Salvation  !  O  the  joyful  sound, 

What  pleasure  to  our  ears  ! 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 

A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

3  Salvation!  O  thou  bleeding  Lamb! 

To  thee  the  praise  belongs  : 
Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 

393  Doxology-C.  M. 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore. 

394  Arlington-G. 
Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of 

In  trouble  and  in  joy,  [life, 

The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  My  soul  shall  make  her  boast  in  him, 

And  celebrate  his  fame; 
Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
With  me  exalt  his  name. 

3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just; 
Deliverance  he  affords  to  all 
Who  on  his  succor  trust. 

4  Oh  !  make  but  trial  of  his  love; 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  they  are,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

395  Arlington- C. 
This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 

He  calls  the  hours  his  own — 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  his  throne. 


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WORD  EDITION. 


2  To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead, 
And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 

To-day  the  saints  his  triumphs  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  the  anointed  King, 
To  David's  holy  Son  ! 

Help  us,  O  Lord  !  descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men, 
With  messages  of  grace, 

Who  comes,  in  God  his  Father's  name, 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 
The  church  on  earth  can  raise ; 

The    highest    heavens,   in    which    he 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise,  [reigns, 

396  Arlington-G. 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb, 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 

Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fight  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sail  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign — 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  : 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

397  Arlington-G. 
Beneath  Moriah's  rocky  side 

A  gentle  fountain  springs: 
Silent  and  soft  its  waters  glide, 
Like-the  peace  the  Spirit  brings. 

2  The  thirsty  Arab  stoops  to  drink 

Of-the  cool  and  quiet  wave — 
And-the  thirsty  spirit  stops  to  think 
Of  him  who  came  to  save. 

3  Siloam  is  the  fountain's  name: 

It  means  One  sent  of  God ; 
And  thus  the  holy  Saviour's  name 
It  gently  spreads  abroad. 


4  Oh,  grant  that  I,  like  this  sweet  well, 
May  Jesus'  image  bear, 
And  spend  my  life,  my  all,  to  tell 
How  full  his  mercies  are. 

398  Balerma-Bb. 
How  happy  is  the  youth  who  hears 

Instruction's  warning  voice, 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice. 

2  For  she  has  treasure  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold  ; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  all  their  stores  of  gold. 

3  She  guides  the'young  with  innocence 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread  ; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

4  According  as  her  labors  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

399  Balerma-Bb. 
Oh,  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free ; — 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 
So  freely  shed  for  me. 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 
My  great  Redeemer's  throne, 

Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone  ! 

3  Oh,  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart, 
Believing,  true  and  clean  ; 

Which  neither  life,  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within; 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 
And  full  of  love  divine, 

Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine  ! 

400  Key  F. 

Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend, 

As  such  I  look  to  thee  ; 
Now  in  the  fulness  of  thy  love, 

O  Lord,  remember  me. 


105 


LIVING  HYMNS. 


Cho. — Remember  me,  remember  me, 
Dear  Lord !  remember  me. 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, 

Remember  Calvary; 
Remember  all  thy  dying  groans, 
And  then  remember  me. 

3  Lord  !  I  am  guilty — I  am  vile, 

But  thy  salvation's  free; 
Then,  in  thine  all-abounding  grace, 
Dear  Lord  !  remember  me. 

401  Dundee-F. 

How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 
With  Christ  within  the  doors; 

While  everlasting  love  displays 
The  choicest  of  her  stores. 

2  While  all  our  hearts,  and  all  our  songs, 
Join  to  admire  the  feast, 

Each  of  us  cries,  with  thankful  tongues, 
"  Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest? 

3  "  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 
And  enter  while  there's  room, 

When    thousands    make   a   wretched 
And  rather  starve  than  come,  [choice, 

4  "  'Twas  the  same  lovethatspread  the 
That  sweetly  forced  me  in  ;      [feast, 

Else  we  had  still  refused  to  taste, 
And  perished  in  our  sin. 

402  Dundee-F. 
How  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 

Has  wandered  from  the  Lord  ; 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  his  word. 

2  Yetsovereign  mercy  calls,  "Return ; " 

Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come? 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn, 
Oh,  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power 

How  glorious,  how  divine, 
That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine. 

4  Thy  pardoning  love,  so  free,  so  sweet, 

Dear  Saviour,  I  adore; 
Oh,  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 


403  Dundee-F. 
O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

2  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 
Or  earth  received  her  frame, 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

3  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight 
Are  like  an  evening  gone, 

Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rising  dawn. 

4  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 
Bears  all  its  sons  away  ; 

They  fly,  forgotten— as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

404  Dundee-F. 
The  Lord  Jehovah  unto  all 

His  goodness  doth  declare, 
And  over  all  his  mighty  works 
His  tender  mercies  are. 

2  Thy  kingdom  shall  forever  stand, 

Thy  reign  through  ages  all ; 
God  raiseth  all  that  are  bowed  down, 
Upholdeth  all  that  fall. 

3  The  eyes  of  all  things  wait  on  thee, 

Thou  Giver  of  all  good  ! 
And  thou  in  season  due  dost  give 
To  every  one  his  food. 

4  My  mouth  the  praises  of  the  Lord 

To  publish  shall  not  cease; 
Let  all  flesh  join  his  holy  name 
Forevermore  to  bless. 

405  Rathbun-C. 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 
Tow'ring  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 

All  the  light  of  sacred  story, 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 
Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 

Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me; 
Lo !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 


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WORD  EDITION. 


3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 
Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 

From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 
By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 

Peace  is  there,  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 
Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time ; 

All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime 

— Sir  J.  Bowring. 

406  Key  Ab. 

The  tranquil  hours  steal  by 
On  drowsy  wings  and  slow, 

And  over  all  the  peaceful  sky 
The  stars  of  evening  glow. 

2  No  gathering  clouds  I  see, 

I  hear  no  rising  blast, 
I  fold  my  tired  hands  restfully, 
As  tho'  all  storms  were  past. 

3  Yet  whether  so  or  not, 

O  Lord,  thou  knowest  best, 
This  night  let  every  anxious  thought 
And  trembling  fear  have  rest. 

4  This  night  I  will  lie  down 

In  peace  beneath  thine  eye: 
Nor  heed  what  ills  unseen  may  frown, 
Since  thou  art  ever  nigh. 

5  I  will  lie  down  to  sleep, 

From  every  terror  free , 
Nor  wake  to  tremble  or  to  weep, 
Secure,  O  Lord,  in  thee ! 

—Mrs.  J.  C.  Yule. 

407  Siloam-D. 

Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 
Where  Jesus  answers  prayer  ; 

There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 
With  this  I  venture  nigh  ; 
Thou  callest  hardened  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 


3  Bowed  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  Satan  sorely  pressed, 
By  wars  without  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding  place, 

That,  sheltered  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 
And  tell  him  thou  hast  died. 

5  O  wondrous  love!  to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame, 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  name. 

408  Siloam-D. 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

How  sweet  the  lily  grows  ! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill, 

Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose. 

2  Lo !  such  a  child  whose  early  feet 
The  paths  of  peace  have  trod,  [sweet, 

Whose  sacred   heart,   with   influence 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 
The  lily  must  decay; 

The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  O  Thou  who  givest  life  and  breath, 
We  ask  thy  grace  alone, 

In  childhood,  manhood,  age  and  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own. 

409  Siloam-D. 

When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose, 
And  sighs  her  God  to  seek, 

How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening's  close 
That  ends  the  weary  week ! 

2  How  sweet  to  hail  the  early  dawn 
That  opens  on  the  sight, 

When  first  the  soul-reviving  morn 
Beams  its  new  rays  of  light ! 

3  Sweet  day,  thine  hours  too  soon  w»!l 
Yet  while  they  gently  roll,      [cea'«e  ; 

Breathe,  Holy  Spirit,  source  of  peace, 
A  Sabbath  o'er  my  soul. 


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4  When  will  my  pilgrimage  be  done, 
The  world's  long  week  be  o'er, 

That  Sabbath  dawn  which  needs  nosun, 
That  day  which  fades  no  more? 

410 

Of  thy  love  some  gracious  token 
Grant  us,  Lord,  before  we  go ; 
Bless  thy  word  which  has  been  spoken 

Life  and  peace  on  all  bestow ! 
When  we  join  the  world  again, 
Let  our  hearts  with  thee  remain  ; 
Oh,  direct  us 
And  protect  us, 
Till  Ave  gain  the  heavenly  shore. 

411  Peterborough-G. 
I  WAITED  for  the  Lord,  my  God, 

And  patiently  did  bear, 
At  length  to  me  he  did  incline, 
My  voice  and  cry  to  hear. 

2  He  took  me  from  a  fearful  pit, 

And  from  the  miry  clay, 
And  on  a  rock  he  set  my  feet, 
Establishing  my  way. 

3  He  put  a  new  song  in  my  mouth, 

Our  God  to  magnify  ; 
Many  shall  see  it,  and  shall  fear. 
And  on  the  Lord  rely. 

412  Woodland-  G. 
There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 

To  mourning  wand'rers  given, 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast, 

'Tis  found  above,  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 
By  sin  and  sorrow  driven,      [shoals, 

When    tossed   on   life's    tempestuous 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 
And  all  is  drear  but  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye, 
To  brighter  prospects  given  ; 

And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 

The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene  in  heaven.      r,  , 

[bloom, 

4  There    fragrant    flowers     immortal 
And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 

There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom  ; 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 
Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 


413  Evan-Ab. 

Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  thee 
With  sweetness  fills  the  breast; 

But  sweeter  far  thy  face  to  see, 
And  in  thy  presence  rest. 

2  No  voice  can  sing,  no  heart  can  frame, 
Nor  can  the  memory  find 

A  sweeter  sound  than  Jesus'  name, 
The  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3  O  Hope  of  every  contrite  heart, 
O  Joy  of  all  the  meek, 

To  those  who  ask,  how  kind  thou  art! 
How  good,  to  those  who  seek  ! 

4  But  what  to  those  who  find  ?  ah,  this 
Nor  tongue  nor  pen  can  show  : 

The  love  of  Jesus,  what  it  is, 
None  but  his  loved  ones  know. 

5  Jesus,  our  only  joy  be  thou, 
As  ihou  our  prize  wilt  be  ; 

In  thee  be  all  our  glory  now, 
And  through  eternity. 

— Tr.  by  Caswall, 

414  Evan-Ab. 

Calm  me,  my  God,  and  keep  me  calm  : 
Let  thine  outstretched  wing 

Be  like  the  shade  of  Elim's  palm 
Beside  her  desert  spring. 

2  Yes,  keep  me  calm .  tho'  loud  and  rude 
The  sounds  my  ear  that  greet — 

Calm  in  the  closet's  solitude, 
Calm  in  the  bustling  street,— 

3  Calm  in  the  hour  of  buoyant  health, 
Calm  in  the  hour  of  pain  : 

Calm  in  my  poverty  or  wealth, 
Calm  in  my  loss  or  gain, — 

4  Calm  in  the  sufferance  of  wrong, 
Like  him  who  bore  my  shame; 

Calm   'mid  the  threatening,  taunting 
Who  hate  thy  holy  name,      [throng, 

5  Calm  me,  my  God, and  keepmecalm, 
Soft  resting  on  thy  breast ; 

Soothe  me  with  holy  hymn  and  psalm, 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest. 


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415  Evan-Ab. 
Oh,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God  ! 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ! 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  Return !  O  holy  Dove,  return, 
Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 

1  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

3  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
Whate'er  that  idol  be, 

Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

4  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God ; 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 

So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

416  Evan-Ab. 
How  blest  the  man  whose  sins  the  Lord 

Has  pardoned  in  his  grace, 
All  whose  transgressions  are  removed, 
And  covered  from  his  face. 

2  How  blest  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputeth  not  his  sin  ; 

And  in  whose  spirit  is  no  guile, 
Nor  fraud  is  found  therein. 

3  Surely,  when  floods  and  waters  great 
Do  swell  up  to  the  brim, 

They  shall  not  overwhelm  his  soul, 
Nor  once  come  near  to  him. 

417  Lei  anon- F. 

I  was  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  did  not  love  the  fold, 
I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  would  not  be  controlled  ; 
I  was  a  wayward  child, 

I  did  not  love  my  home, 

1  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice, 
I  loved  afar  to  roam. 

2  The  Shepherd  sought  his  sheep, 
The  Father  sought  his  child; 

They  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  hill, 
O'er  deserts  waste  and  wild; 

They  found  me  nigh  to  death, 
Famished,  and  faint,  and  lone; 

The\'  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  love, 
Thev  saved  the  wandering  one. 


3  Jesus  my  Shepherd  is, 

'Twas  he  that  loved  my  soul, 
'Twas  he  that  washed  me  in  his  blood, 

'Twas  he  that  made  me  whole ; 
'Twas  he  that  sought  the  lost, 

That  found  the  wandering  sheep, 
'Twas  he  that  brought  me  to  the  fold — 

'Tis  he  that  still  doth  keep. 

418  Lebanon- F. 

Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope! 

On  thee  I  cast  my  care ; 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 

And  know  thou  hear'st  my  prayer; 
Give  me  on  thee  to  wait, 

Till  I  can  all  things  do; 
On  thee, — almighty  to  create, 

Almighty  to  renew. 

2  I  rest  upon  thy  word  ; 
The  promise  is  for  me ; 

My  succor  and  salvation,  Lord, 
Shall  surely  come  from  thee; 

But  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 

Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 
Into  thy  perfect  love. 

3  I  want  a  sober  mind, 
A  self-renouncing  will, 

That  tramples  down  and  casts  behind, 

The  baits  of  pleasing  ill ; 
A  soul  inured  to  pain, 

To  hardship,  grief  and  loss; 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain, 

The  consecrated  cross. 

4  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick,  discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  the  tempter  fly; 
A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care; 
Forever  standing  on  its  guard, 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 

419.  Vigil-F. 

-  "  Forever  with  the  Lord  !  " 
Amen,  so  let  it  be! 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word, 
'Tis  immortality. 


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2  Here  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  him  I  roam, 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

3  "  Forever  with  the  Lord  !  " 

Father,  if  'tis  thy  will, 
The  promise  of  that  faithful  word, 
E'en  here  to  me  fulfil. 

4  So,  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  veil  in  twain, 
By  death  I  shall  escape  from  death, 
And  life  eternal  gain. 

5  Knowing  as  I  am  known, 

How  shall  I  love  that  word. 
And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne, 
<:  Forever  with  the  Lord  !  " 

— James  Montgomery. 

420  Vigil-F. 
Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul, 

Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 

2  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul, 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins, 

'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain, 
'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love. 

When  ransomed  from  the  grave  ; 
He  that  redeemed  my  soul  from  hell 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

421  Lebanon-F. 
Father,  a  weary  heart 

Hath  come  to  thee  for  peace  ; 
The  world  hath  not  the  healing  art 

To  bid  its  troubles  cease; 
It  brings  before  thy  throne 

Its  weight  of  woe  and  care ; 
Do  thou  accept  its  pleading  tone — 

The  contrite  sinner's  prayer. 
2  Father — it  hath  rebelled, 

Hath  wandered  from  thy  path, 
Nor  heeded  when  the  thunder  swelled 

The  tempest  of  thy  wrath ; 


Eut  now,  a  bruised  thing, 
Neglected,  pale,  and  bare, 

Lo,  at  thy  footstool  it  doth  bring 
The  contrite  sinner's  prayer. 

3  Father,  it  bends  before 

Thy  throne  among  the  blest ; 
Peace  to  the  wretched  heart  lestore, 

Give  to  the  weary  rest : 
Through  Christ's  atonement  given, 

It  trusteth  yet  to  share 
The  glorious  heritage  of  heaven, 

By  lowly,  contrite  prayer. 

422  St.    Thomas-G. 
My  soul,  repeat  his  praise. 

Whose  mercies  are  so  great ; 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

3  His  power  subdues  our  sins, 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

4  The  pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  those  who  fear  his  name, 

Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel ; 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

423  St.   Thomas-G. 
Jesus,  who  knows  full  well 

The  heart  of  every  saint, 
Invites  us  all  our  griefs  to  tell, 
To  pray  and  never  faint. 

2  He  bows  his  gracious  ear, 

We  never  plead  in  vain  : 
Yet  we  must  wait  till  he  appear, 
And  pray,  and  pray  again. 

3  Though  unbelief  suggest, 

Why  should  we  longer  wait? 
He  bids  us  never  give  him  rest, 
But  be  importunate. 

4  Jesus  the  Lord  will  hear 

His  chosen,  when  they  cry  ; 
Yes,  though  he  may  awhile  forbear, 
He'll  help  them  from  on  high. 


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424  St.   Thomas-G. 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise, 

Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day ; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love  and  praise  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 

Where  my  dear  God  hath  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

425  St.   Thomas-G. 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 
Let  thy  bright  beams  arise ; 

Dispel  the  darkness  from  our  minds, 
And  open  thou  our  eyes. 

2  Revive  our  drooping  faith, 
Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 

And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

3  'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 
To  sanctify  the  soul, 

To  pour  fresh  life  on  every  part, 
And  new  create  the  whole. 

4  Dwell,  therefore,  in  our  hearts, 
Our  minds  from  bondage  free ;  [love 

Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and 
The  Father,  Son  and  Thee. 

426  Olmutz-Bb. 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 

On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 

Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away ; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 

And  richer  blood  than  they. 


3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 
On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 

While,  like  a  penitent,  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 
The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, 

When  hanging  on  the  accursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove  ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb,  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 

427  Laban-C. 
Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below : 

Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

3  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

4  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry  ;          [ground 
We're  marching  through  Immanuel's 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

428  Laban-C. 
My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard, 

Ten  thousand  foes  arise, 
And  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  Oh,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray, 
The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er, 

Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 
Nor  once  at  ease  sit  down  ; 

Thine  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  hast  got  the  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 
Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God  : 

He'll  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 
Up  to  his  blest  abode. 


Ill 


LIVING  HYMNS. 


429  Varina-Eb. 
I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

Come  unto  me  and  rest, — 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 

Thy  head  upon  my  breast  : 
I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was, 

Weary,  and  worn,  and  sad: 

1  found  him  in  a  resting  place, 
And  he  has  made  me  glad. 

2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
I  am  this  dark  world's  light, — 

Look  unto  me,  thy  morn  shall  rise, 
And  all  thy  day  be  bright: 

1  looked  to  jesus,  and  I  found 
In  him  my  Star,  my  Sun  ; 

And  in  that  light  of  life  I'll  walk, 
Till  traveling  days  are  done. 

430  Varina-Eb. 
Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 

Name  ever  dear  to  me, 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 

In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee? 
Oh,  when,  thou  city  of  my  God ! 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend? 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 

And  Sabbaths  have  no  end. 

2  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's 
Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know  ;      [bloom, 

Blest  seats!  through  rude  and  stormy 
I  onward  press  to  you.  [scenes 

Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe, 
Or  feel  at  death  dismay? 

I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

3  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there 
Around  my  Saviour  stand  ; 

And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 
My  soul  still  pants  for  thee; 

Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

431  Varina-Eb. 
There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 


There  everlasting  spring  abides, 
And  never-withering  flowers; 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

2  Sweet    fields   beyond    the  swelling 
Stand  dressed  in  living  green  ;  [flood 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink 
To  cross  this  narrow  sea  ; 

And  linger,  shivering  on  the' brink, 

And  fear  to  launch  away.        r 

[move, 

3  Oh,  could  we  make  our  doubts  re- 
Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 

And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 

With  unbeclouded  eyes : 
Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er,    [flood 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold 

Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

432  Varina-Eb. 

Whilst  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power ! 
Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled. 

And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  filled,  [stowed, 

Thy  love   the   power   of  thought   be- 
To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar: 

Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed, 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

2  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see; 
Eacli  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear, 

Because  conferred  by  thee. 
In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 

Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

433  Alida-C. 

How  happy  every  child  of  grace, 

Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven  ! 
"This  earth,"  he  cries,  ''is  not  my  place, 

I  seek  my  place  in  heaven, — 
A  country  far  from  mortal  sight ; 

Yet  O,  by  faith  I  see 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight, 

The  heaven  prepared  for  me." 


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2  O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours! 
While  here  on  earth  we  stay ; 

We   more    than    taste    the    heavenly 
And  antedate  that  day;        [powers, 

We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 
Our  life  in  Christ  concealed,     , 

And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 
Our  earthen  vessels  filled. 

3  O  would  he  more  of  heaven  bestow, 
And  let  the  vessels  break, 

And  let  our  ransomed  spirits  go 
To  grasp  the  God  we  seek ; 

In  rapturous  awe  on  him  to  gaze. 
Who  bought  the  sight  for  me  ; 

And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace 
Through  all  eternity! 

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Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Work  through  the  morning  hours; 
Work,  while  the  dew  is  sparkling, 

Work  'mid  springing  flowers; 
Wrork,  when  the  day  grows  brighter, 

Work  in  the  glowing  sun  ; 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man's  work  is  done. 

2  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
Work  through  the  sunny  noon; 

Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 
Rest  comes  sure  and  soon, 

Give  every  flying  minute 
Something  to  keep  in  store  : 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
When  man  works  no  more. 

3  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
Under  the  sunset  skies  ; 

While  their  bright  tints  are  glowing, 

Work,  for  daylight  flies. 
Work  till  the  last  beam  fadeth, 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more; 
Work  while  the  night  is  darkening, 

When  man's  work  is  o'er. 

435 

|| :  Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  :|| 
That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care, 
And  bids  me  at  my  Father's  throne 
Make  all  my  wanls  and  wishes  known 
Living  Hymns-Yl 


In  seasons  of  distress  and  grief 
My  soul  has  often  found  relief, 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare, 
By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

2   || :  Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  :|| 
Thy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear 
To  him  whose  truth  and  faithfulness 
Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless: 
And  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face, 
Believe  his  word,  and  trust  his  grace, 
I'll  cast  on  him  my  ev'ry  care. 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 


436  Woodstock-G. 

1  love  to  steal  awhile  away 
From  every  cumbering  care, 

And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 
The  penitential  tear, 

And  all  his  promises  to  plead, 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 
And  future  good  implore, 

And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 
Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven  ; 

The  prospect  does  my  strength  renew 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  iso'er, 
May  its  departing  ray 

Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

437  Woodstock-G. 
See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 

With  all-engaging  charms! 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms  ! 

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2  ''  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries,  14  Ten  thousand  thousand  preciousgifts 


Nor  scorn  their  humble  name, 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful 
And  yield  them  up  to  thee ;  [hands, 

Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, — 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

438  Spohr-G. 

Father  !  I  know  that  all  my  life 
Is  portioned  out  for  me; 

The  changes  that  will  surely  come 
I  do  not  lear  to 


I  ask  thee  for  the  daily  strength, 
To  none  that  ask  denied, 

A  mind  to  blend  with  outward  1 
While  keeping  at  thy  side, 

Content  to  fill  a  little  space, 
If  thou  be  glorified. 


ife, 


4  And  if  some  things  I  do  not  ask 
Among  my  blessings  be, 

I'd  have  my  spirit  filled  the  more 
With  grateful  love  to  thee; 

More  careful  not  to  serve  thee  much, 
But  please  thee  perfectly. 

4S9  Geneva- Eb. 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God ! 

My  rising  soul  surveys. 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 

In  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

2  Unnumbered  comforts  on  my  soul 
Thy  tender  care  bestowed, 

Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 

3  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 
With  heedless  steps  I  ran,' 

Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 


My  daily  thanks  employ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart 

That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 
-  Through  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue, 
And  after  death  in  distant  worlds 

The  glorious  theme  renew. 

440  Selvin-E. 
"  My  times  are  in  thy  hand  :  " 

Mv  God,  I  wish  them  there; 
My  life,  my  friends,  my  soul  I  leave 
Entirely  to  thy  care. 

-'  My  times  are  in  thy  hand," 

Whatever  they  may  be; 
Pleasing  or  painful,  dark  or  bright, 

As  best  may  seem  to  thee. 
(5  "  My  times  are  in  thy  hand  ;  " 

Why  should  I  doubt  or  fear? 
My  father's  hand  will  never  cause 

His  child  a  needless  tear. 

"  My  times  are  in  thy  hand," 

Jesus,  the  crucified! 
The  hand  my  cruel  sins  had  pierced 

Is  now  my  guard  and  guide. 

5  "  My  times  are  in  thy  hand  ;  " 
I'll  always  trust  in  thee; 
And   after  death,  at  thy  right  hand 
I  shall  forever  be. 

441  Selvin-E. 
O  Lord,  thy  perfect  word 

Directs  our  steps  aright, 
Nor  can  all  other  books  afford 
Such  profit  and  delight. 

2  Celestial  beams  it  sheds, 

To  cheer  this  vale  below: 
To  distant  lands  its  glory  spreads, 
And  streams  of  mercy  flow. 

3  True  wisdom  it  imparts, 

Commands  our  hope  and  fear; 
Oh,  may  we  hide  it  in  our  hearts, 
And  feel  its  influence  there. 

442  Selvin-E. 
Not  what  I  feel  or  do 

Can  give  me  peace  with  God  ; 
Not  all  my  prayers,  and  sighs,  and  tears, 
Can  bear  my  awful  load. 


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2  Thy  work  alone,  ()  Christ, 

Can  ease  this  weight  of  sin ; 
Thy  blood  alone,  O  Lamb  of  God, 
Can  give  me  peace  within. 

3  'Tis  Christ  who  saveth  me; 

And  freely  pardon  gives ; 
I  love  because  he  loveth  me, 
I  live  because  he  lives. 

443  Dennis- F. 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 

Our  hearts  in  Christian  love; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers ; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 

And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 
It  gives  us  inward  pain; 

But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

444  Dennis-F. 
How  gentle  God's  commands  ! 

How  kind  his  precepts  are! 
Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care. 

2  His  bounty  will  provide, 
His  saints  securely  dwell ; 

That  hand  which  bears  creation  up, 
Shall  guard  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 
,  Press  down  your  weary  mind? 
Oh^seek  your  heavenly  Father's  throne, 

And  peace  and  comfort  find  ! 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 
Unchanged  from  day  to  day  ; 

I'll  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

445  Dennis-F. 
A  few  more  years  shall  roll, 

A  few  more  seasons  come, 
And  we  shall  be  with  those  that  rest, 
Asleep  within  the  tomb. 


2  A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 
On  this  wild,  rocky  shore, 

And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease, 
And  surges  swell  no  more. 

3  A  few  more  struggles  here, 
A  few  more  partings  o'er, 

A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears, 
And  we  shall  weep  no  more. 

4  A  few  more  Sabbaths  here 
Shall  cheer  us  on  our  way  : 

And  we  shall  reach  the  endless  rest, 
Th'  eternal  Sabbath  day. 

446  Dennis-F, 
Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 

And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 
Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 

Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 
That  calls  thee  from  on  high  ; 

'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  e}'e. 

447  Downs-  Fb. 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

In  a  believer's  ear! 
It  soothes  hissorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 

And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 

'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary,  rest 

Tbuild, 

3  Dear  name !   the  rock  on  which  I 
My  shield  and  hiding-place; 

My  never-failing  treasure,  filled 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace! 

4  Jesus,  my  Shepherd,  Saviour,  Friend, 
My  Prophet,  Priest;  and  King, 

My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring ! 


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5  I  would  thy  boundless  love  proclaim 
With  every  fleeting:  breath  ; 

So  shall  the  music  cf  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

— John  Newton. 

448  Downs-  Eb 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  way 

To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
Oh  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 

To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

2  Oh,  send  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 
Thy  law  upon  my  heart; 

Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 
And  make  my  heart  sincere: 

Let  sin  have  no  dominion.  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

4  My  soul  hath  gone  too  far  astray, 
My  feet  roo  often  slip  ; 

Yet,  since  I've  not  forgot  thy  way, 
Restore  thy  wandering  sheep. 

5  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands. 
'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 

Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands 
Offend  against  my  God. 

449  Downs~Eb. 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair 

We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 

Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 
Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 

He  saw,  and— oh.  amazing  love! — 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 
With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 

Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 


4  Oh  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 
Their  lasting  silence  break, 

And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 


450  Downs- Eb. 
The  Saviour  calls  ;  let  every  ear 

Attend  the  heavenly  sound  ; 
Ye  doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  fear, 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 

2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 
Here  streams  of  bounty  flow, 

And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 

3  Ye  sinners,  come,  'tis  mercy's  voice  ; 
The  gracious  call  obey  ; 

Mercy  invites  to  heavenly  joys, — 
And  can  you  yet  delay  ? 

4  Dear  Saviour  draw  reluctant  hearts; 
To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 

And  take  the  bliss  that  love  imparts, 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 

451  Key  F. 

All  for  Jesus,  all  for  Jesus  ! 

All  my  being's  ransomed  powers: 
All  my  thoughts,  and  words  and  doings, 

All  my  da>s,  and  all  my  hours. 
||:A!1  for  Jesus!  all  for  Jesus! 

All  my  days,  and  all  my  hours.  :|| 

2  Let  my  hands  perform  his  bidding, 
Let  my  feet  run  in  his  ways — 

Let  my  eyes  see  Jesus  only, 

Let  my  lips  speak  forth  his  praise, 

|[:  All  for  Jesus!  all  for  Jesus! 
Let  ray  lips  speak  forth  his  praise.  :|| 

3  Since  my  eyes  were  fixed  on  Jesus. 
I've  lost  sight  of  all  besides; 

So  enchained  my  spirit's  vision, 

Looking  at  the  Crucified. 
||:A11  for  Jesus  !  all  for  Jesus'.- 

Looking  at  the  Crucified.  :|| 


4  Oh,  what  wonder!  how  amazing! 

Jesus,  glorious  King  of  kings- 
Deigns  to  call  me  his  beloved, 

Lets  me  rest  beneath  his  wings. 
|| :  All  for  Jesus!  all  for  Jesus! 

Resting  now  beneath  his  wings!  : 

-  -Mary  D.  James. 

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452  Key  F. 

Sitting  at  the  feet  of  Jesus, 

Oh,  what  words  I  hear  him  say ! 
Happy  place !  so  near,  so  precious  ! 

May  it  find  me  there  each  day ! 
Sitting  at  the  feet  of  Jesus, 

I  would  look  upon  the  past; 
For  his  love  has  been  so  gracious, 

It  has  won  my  heart  at  last. 

2  Sitting  at  the  feet  of  Jesus, 

Where  can  mortal  be  more  blest? 
There  I  lay  my  sins  and  sorrows. 

And,  when  weary,  find  sweet  rest. 
Sitting  at  the  feet  of  Jesus, 

There  I  love  to  weep  and  pray, 
While  I  from  his  fulness  gather 

Grace  and  comfort  every  day. 

3  Bless  me,  O  my  Saviour !  bless  me, 

As  I  sit  low  at  thy  feet ; 
Oh  !  look  down  in  love  upon  me ; 

Let  me  see  thy  face  so  sweet. 
Give  me,  Lord,  the  mind  of  Jesus; 

Make  me  holy  as  he  is : 
May  I  prove  I've  been  with  Jesus, 

Who  is  all  my  righteousness  ! 

453  Key  F. 

While  in  different  paths  dividing, 

We  our  pilgrimage  pursue, 
May  our  Shepherd,  safely  guiding, 

Keep  his  scattered  flock  in  view  ! 
May  the  bond  of  blest  communion 

Every  distant  soul  embrace, 
Till  in  everlasting  union. 

We  attain  our  resting  place. 

3  Oh,  'tis  sweet,  each  other  aiding, 

In  companionship  to  move, 
One  pure  flame  each  heart  pervading, 

One,  our  Lord,  our  faith,  our  love; 
Sweet  when  each  can  bend,  imploring 

Solace  for  our  brother's  pain, 
And,  the  stumbling  foot  restoring, 

Cheer  him  to  the  race  again. 

3  We  may  part  in  tearful  sadness, 
Bearing  forth  the  precious  grain, 

But  we  shall  return  with  gladness, 
Bringing  harvest  sheaves  again. 


Thus,  though  fond  affection  weepeth, 
Faith  exalts  her  cheering  voice ; 

He  that  soweth,  he  that  reapeth, 
Soon  together  shall  rejoice. 

454  Rockingham-G, 
Of  him  who  did  salvation  bring, 

1  could  forever  think  and  sing; 
Arise,  ye  needy, — he'll  relieve; 
Arise,  ye  guilty, — he'll  forgive. 

2  Ask  but  his  grace,  and  lo,  'tis  given  ; 
Ask,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven  : 
Though  sin  and  sorrow  wound  my  soul, 
Jesus,  thy  balm  will  make  it  whole. 

3  To  shame  our  sins  heblushed  in  blood; 
He  closed  his  eyes  to  show  us  God  : 
Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know 
That  none  but  God  such  love  can  show. 

4  'Tis  thee  I  love,  for  thee  alone 

I  shed  my  tears  and  make  my  moan ; 
Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 

5  Insatiate  to  this  spring  I  fly ; 

1  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry: 

Ah  !  who  against  thy  charms  is  proof? 
Ah !  who  that  loves,  can  love  enough? 

455  Rocki)7gham-G. 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess ; 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour  God, 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subduei  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

456  Rockingham-G. 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  sabbath  is  begun  ; 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest. 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  hath  blest. 


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2  Oh  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies,  [rise 
And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose, 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows. 

3  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains; 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 
In  holy  pleasures  pass  away ; 
How  sweet  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end! 

457  Rockingham-G. 
Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love, 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above; 
To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
With  ardent  love  and  strong  desire. 

2  In  thy  blest  kingdom  we  shall  be 
From  every  mortal  trouble  free ; 
No  groans  shall,  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  Oh,  long  expected  day,  begin, 
Dawn  on  this  world  of  woe  and  sin  ; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  and  rest  in  God. 

Doxology. 
To  God  the  Father.  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  one, 
Be  honor,  praise  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 

458  Angelus-D. 
I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus, 

The  spotless  lamb  of  God  ; 
He  bears  them  all,  and  frees  us 

From  the  accursed  load. 
I  bring  my  guilt  to  Jesus, 

To  wash  my  crimson  stains 
White  in  his  blood  most  precious, 

Till  not  a  stain  remains. 

2  I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus; 
All  fulness  dwells  in  him; 
He  healeth  my  diseases; 

He  doth  my  soul  redeem. 
I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesus, 

My  burdens  and  my  cares; 
He  from  them  all  releases, 
He  all  my  sorrows  shares. 

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3  I  rest  my  soul  on  Jesus 

This  weary  soul  of  mine; 
His  right  hand  me  embraces, 

I  on  his  breast  recline. 
I  love  the  name  of  Jesus, 

Immanuel,  Christ  the  Lord; 
Like  fragrance  on  the  breezes, 

His  name  abroad  is  poured. 

4  I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

Meek,  loving,  lowly,  mild; 
I  long  to  be  like  Jesus. 

The  Father's  holy  child. 
I  long  to  be  with  Jesus 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng, 
To  sing  with  saints  his  praises, 

And  learn  the  angels'  song. 

— H    Bonar. 

459  Angelus-D. 

I  could  not  do  without  thee, 

0  Saviour  of  the  Lost ! 

Whose  precious  blood  redeemed  me 
At  such  tremendous  cost. 

My  righteousness,  my  pardon, 
Thy  precious  blood  must  be, 

My  only  hope  and  comfort, 
My  glory  and  my  plea. 

I  could  not  do  without  thee, 

1  cannot  stand  alone; 

I  have  no  strength  or  goodness, 

No  wisdom  of  my  own  ; 
But  thou,  beloved  Saviour, 

Art  all  in  all  to  me; 
And  weakness  will  be  power, 

If  leaning  hard  on  thee. 

I  could  not  do  without  thee, 

For  oh  !  the  way  is  long, 
And  I  am  often  weary, 

And  sigh  replaces  song. 
How  could  I  do  without  thee? 

I  do  not  know  the  way ; 
Thou  knowest  and  thou  leadest, 

And  wilt  not  let  me  stray. 

40 0  Key  A. 

Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river, 
Where  the  surges  cease  to  roll? 

\\  nere  in  all  the  bright  forever, 
Sorrow  ne'er  shall  press  the  soul? 


WORD  EDITION. 


Cho.— Shall  we  meet,  shall  we  meet, 
Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river? 
Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river, 
Where  the  surges  cease  to  roll  ? 

2  Shall  we  meet  in  that  blest  harbor, 
When  our  stormy  voyage  is  o'er? 

Shall  we  meet  and  cast  the  anchor 
By  the  bright,  celestial  shore  ? 

3  Shall  we  meet  in  yonder  city, 
Where  the  towers  of  crystal  shine? 

Where  the  walls  are  all  of  jasper, 
Built  by  workmanship  divine? 

4  Where  the  music  of  the  ransomed 
Rolls  its  harmony  around, 

And  creation  swells  the  chorus 
With  its  sweet  melodious  sound  ? 

5  Shall  we  meet  there  many  alovedone 
That  was  torn  from  our  embrace? 

Shall  we  listen  to  their  voices, 
And  behold  them  face  to  face  ? 

6  Shall  we  meet  with  Christ  our  Saviour, 
When  he  comes  to  claim  his  own? 

Shall  we  know  his  blessed  favor, 
And  sit  down  upon  his  throne? 

— H.  L.  Hastings. 

461  Loving  Kindness-G. 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise ; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  free! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  in  the  fall, 
Yet  loved  me  notwithstanding  all; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  great! 


3  Tho'  num'rous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 

His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  strong! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloom)-  cloud, 
Has  gathered  thick,   and  thundered 

loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  good  ! 

— Medley. 


462 


Key  Eb. 


My  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 

Saviour  divine! 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray; 
Take  all  my  guilt  away; 
Oh,  let  me  from  this  day 

Be  wholly  thine! 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire ! 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
Oh,  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be— 

A  living  fire ! 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  guide; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrows  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll,   • 
Blest  Saviour !  then,  in  love, 
Fear  and  distrust  remove; 
Oh,  bear  me  safe  above — 

A  ransomed  soul !    —Ray  Palmer. 


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HYM>T. 


Abide  with  me,  fast  falls  the  eventide 

Abundant  salvation  thro'  Jesus  I 

According  to  thy  gracious  word, 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have,  . 

A  Ctiristian  band  from  far  and 

A  few  more  years  shall  roll, 

Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed,  22 

A  little  talk  with  Jesus,     . 

All  for  Jesus  !  all  for  Jesus  !     . 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 

All  the  day  in  sweet  communion. 

Along  the  River  of  Time  we  glide 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

Angels  above  are  singing, . 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done, 

Anywhere  with  Jesus, 

Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 

Art  thou  in  darkness? 

Art  thou  weary,  art  thou  . 

Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed   . 

As  pants  the  hart, 

As  the  twilight  shadows  fall. 

At  the  sounding  of  the  trumpet 

Awake,  awake ;   O  heart  of  mine 

Awake,  awake,  our  festive  day  is 

Awake !  awake !  O  Zion  lift  thy 

Awake,  awake  !  the  Master 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays, 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  . 

Beautiful  day,  lovely  thy  light,. 
Be  earnest,  my  brother,  in  word 
Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne  . 
Begone,  unbelief,  my  Saviour  . 
Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door,  . 
Beneath  Moriah's  rocky  side,  . 
Beyond  the  smiling  and  the  weeping 
Blessed  assurance,  Jesus  is  mine  ! 
Blessed  be  the  fountain,  . 
Blessed  Bible !  how  I  love  it !  . 


254 
205 
368 

334 
108 

445 

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68 

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345 
220 
120 
296 

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456 

67 
407 
189 

233 

302 

285 

373 

222 

98 

97 

154 

96 

461 

295 

18 
159 
279 
357 

49 
397 
260 

147 

36 

186 


Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart, 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds, 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow  ; 
Brother,  you've  come  to  the  Lord, 
By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill, 
By  faith  the  Lamb  of  God  I  see, 

Calm  me,  my  God,    . 
Cast  thy  bread  upon  the  waters, 
Child  of  God,  be  not  discouraged, 
Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
Church  of  God,  whose  conquering 
Come,  every  pious  heart,  . 
Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come,  let  thy 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come,  with  en- 
Come  home !  come  home!  you  are 
Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose 
Come,  my  Redeemer,  come  and 
Corne,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
Come,  oh,  come  with  me  where 
Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays, 
Come,  O  my  soul,  my  every  power 
Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing 
Come  unto  me,  the  Saviour  said, 
Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord,  . 
Come  with  all  thy  sorrow, 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
Come   ye  that  love  the  Saviour's 
Conquering  now  and  to  conquer, 

Dark  are  the  waters  before  me,. 
Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner, . 
Depth  of  mercy,  can  there  be  . 
Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep  ?  . 
Down  at  the  cross  where  my  Sav- 
Down  life's  dark  vale  we  wander, 
Do  you  hear  that  gentle  whisper, 


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Do  you  know  what  makes  us  happy .  in 


Eternity,  where, 

Ere  another  Sabbath's  close, 

Fade,  fade,  each  earthly  joy,     . 
Fading  away  like  the  dew  of  the 
Far  away  my  steps  have  wandered 
Father  all  holy,. 
Father,  a  weary  heart 
Father  !  I  know  that  all     . 
Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
For  Christ  and  the  church, 
Forever  with  the  Lord, 
From  every  stormy  wind  that   . 
From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

Gentle  Jesus,  meek  and  mild,    . 
Gently,  Lord,  oh,  gently  lead  us, 
Gifts  we  bring  to  our  King, 
Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 
Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  to  the 
Glory  be  to  the  Father,  glory  be  to 
Glory  to  Jesus  who  died  on  the 
Go  and  tell  Jesus,  O  desolate  . 
God  be  with  thee,  God  be  with 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again 
God  bless  our  Sabbath  School,. 
God  calling  yet !  shall  I  not  hear 
God  has  blessed  us  without  measure 
God  loved  the  world  so  tenderly, 
Go,  labor  on,     .... 
Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  sound    . 
Gracious  Spirit,  love  divine, 
Great  is  the  Lord,  the  Prince  of 
Great  is  the  Lord,  who  ruleth,  . 
Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Hail !  glorious  company,  to  Zion's 
Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed,    . 
Hark!  hark!  my  soul, 
Hark,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord,  . 
Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing,   . 
Hark,  the  song  of  holy  rapture, 
Hasten,  Lord,  the  glorious  time 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise, 
Hear  the  footsteps  of  Jesus, 
Here  \a  thy  s&jne  we  are  gathered 
Holy  Ghost,  with  light  divine,   . 
Holy,  holy  holy,         ,         , 


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235 

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421 

438 
256 

30 
419 

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300 

374 
268 

33 
297 
261 
241 
143 
193 
231 

151 
53 
212 
201 
42 
294 
336 
376 
123 
202 
380 


Holy  Spirit,  faithful  guide, 
How  blest  the  man  whose. 
How  blest  the  righteous,  . 
How  do  thy  mercies  close  me 
How  firm  a  foundation,     . 
How  gentle  God's  commands  ! 
How  happy  every  child  of  grace, 
How  happy  is  the  youth  who  hears 
How  oft,  alas !  this  wretched  heart 
How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place 
How  sweet  is  the  Sabbath,  the  morn- 


197 
416 
286 
3ii 
359 
444 
433 
398 
402 
401 
356 


How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds  447 


I  am  coming  to  the  cross, . 

I  am  passing  down  the  valley, 

I  bring  my  sins  to  thee,     . 

I  could  not  do  without  thee, 

I  entered  once  a  home  of  care, 

I  gave  my  life  for  thee, 

I  have  a  song,  I  love  to  sing, 

I  have  read  of  a  beautiful  city,. 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus, 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away, 

I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

I'm  but  a  stranger  here,     . 

I  must  have  the  Saviour  with  me, 

In  a  world  so  full  of  weeping,  . 

In  darkness  I  wandered  till  Jesus 

In  some  way  or  other,  the  Lord 

In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory, 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory,  . 

In  the  dark  and  cloudy  day 

In  the  hour  of  darkness,    . 

In  the  hush  of  early  morning,  . 

In  the  midnight  silent  watches,. 

In  the  murmur  of  the  breeze,    . 

114   In  the  shadow  of  his  wings, 

301    In  thy  book  where  glory  bright, 
19   In  this  sinful  world  I'm  walking, 

362   In  vain,  in  high  and  holy  lays, . 

299   I  thirst,  thou  wounded  Lamb, . 
92   I've  a  message  from  the  Lord,  . 

341    I've  been  to  the  field  with  the   . 

377  I've  reached  the  land  of  corn  and 
80   I  waited  for  the  Lord,  my  God, 
14   I  was  a  wandering  sheep,  . 

378  I  will  bless  the  Lord, 

274  I  will  praise  him,  I  will  praise  . 

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152 

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429 
458 
335 
436 
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218 
144 

253 
227 

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133 
34 

211 

158 
17 
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178 
411 
417 
138 
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LIVING  HYMNS. 


I  will  sing  of  my  Redeemer, 
I  will  sing  when  morning  cometh, 
I  will  sing  you  a  song  of  that    . 
I  would  not  live  alway,     . 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 
Jerusalem,  the  golden, 
Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
Jesus,  engrave  it  on  my  heart   . 
Jesus,  I  come  to  thee, 
Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken,    . 
Jesus  is  the  light,  the  way, 
Jesus  is  waiting  his  grace  to  be- 
Jesus  is  waiting  to  welcome  the 
Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul !    . 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope!    . 
Jesus,  Saviour,  pilot  me,    . 
Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Jesus  !  the  name  high  over  all, . 
Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  thee. 
Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend 
Jesus  when  he  left  the  sky, 
Jesus,  who  knows  full  well, 
Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come 
Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea,. 

Keep  thy  faith  steady,  my  brother 

Land  ahead  !  its  fruits  are. 
Leading  souls  to  Jesus  who  are 
Let  us  ask  the  precious  Saviour, 
Let  us  endeavor  to  speak  for  the 
Let  us  gather  up  the  sunbeams, 
Lift  the  voice  in  holy  song, 
Light  after  darkness,  gain  after  . 
Light  in  our  darkness,  hope 
Like  an  army  we  are  marching, 
Little  children  of  Jesus,    . 
Little  voices,  happy  voices, 
Living  for  Jesus,  living  for  Jesus, 
Look  up,  behold  the  fields  are  . 
Look,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious 
Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 
Lord  God,  the  Holy  Ghost, 
Lord,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 
Lord,  I  care  not  for  riches,  neither 
Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray, 
Lo!  'round  the  throne  a  glorious 


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122 
316 

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349 
312 
278 

25 
369 
267 
169 

13 
5 
386 
418 
127 
305 
344 
413 
400 

183 

423 
347 
291 

153 

234 
162 

85 
182 

213 

188 

135 
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175 
126 
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203 
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306 


Lo  !  the  day  of  rest  declineth,  . 
Lo  !  the  stone  is  rolled  away,  . 
Love  divine,  all  love  excelling,. 
Low  in  the  grave  he  lay,   . 

Make  room  for  Jesus, 
March  steadily  onward  to  the  bat- 
Master,  the  tempest  is  raging  • . 
May  the  grace  of  Christ,  our     .    323 
'Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  crea- 
More  about  Jesus,  would  I  know, 
Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone, 
My  body,  soul,  and  spirit, 
My  country,  'tis  of  thee,   . 
My  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
My  father  is  rich  in  houses  and 
My  gracious  Lord !   I  own  thy  . 
My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less, 
My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt, 
My  Jesus,  I  love  thee, 
My  life,  my  love,  I  give  to  thee, 
My  Saviour  stands  waiting, 
My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard, 
My  soul  in  sad  exile  was  out  on 
My  soul,  repeat  his  praise, 
My  times  are  in  thy  hand,. 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,  . 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 

Not  what  I  feel  or  do, 

Now  be  the  gospel  banner 

Now  the  day  is  over,. 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song,. 

O  bless  the  Lord,  our  souls  and 
O  could  I  speak  the  matchless. 
O  day  of  rest  and  gladness, 
Of  him,  who  did  salvation  bring, 
O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God,  . 
O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 
O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
Of  thy  love,  some  gracious  token, 
O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord,    . 
O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past,  . 
O  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice 
Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul,     . 
Oh,  come  with  hearts  rejoicing, 
Oh !  do  not  let  the  word  depart, 
O  heavenly  Father,  thou  hast  told 
Oh,  I  often  sit  and  ponder, 


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Oh,  that  the  Lord  would  guide 

Oh,  the  song  of  the  soul  shall  not 

Oh,  to  be  like  him,  tender  and  . 

Oh,  to  be  over  yonder  ! 

Oh,  to  have  the  mind  of  Jesus,. 

Oh,  we  are  young  soldiers  for  Jesus 

Oh,  where  are  the  reapers  that  . 

Oh,  why  should  we  wrestle  with 

Oh,  word  of  words  the  sweetest; 

O  land  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh, . 

O  Lord,  thy  perfect  word. 

O  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art 

On  Galv'ry's  brow  my  Saviour  died 

One  more  day  its  twilight  brings, 

One  sweetly  solemn  thought 

One  there  is  above  all  others,     . 

Only  a  beam  of  sunshine, . 

Only  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus, 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand 

On  "the  sweet  Eden  shore,. 

On  the  happy,  golden  shore, 

On  the  mountain's  top  appearing 

Onward,  onward,  onward, 

Onward  still,  and  upward, 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone, 

O  the  bitter  shame  and  sorrow, 

O  thou  God  of  my  salvation,    . 

O  thou  to  whose  all  searching  . 

Our  Father  which  art  in  heaven, 

Our  Sunday-school,  . 

Out  on  the  midnight  deep,         . 

Over  the  ocean  wave, 

Passing  homeward,  O  how  gladly 
People  of  the  living  God,  . 
Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair 
Praise  him  for  his  glory,    . 
Praise  the  Lord,  the  Rock  of  Ages 
Praise  ye  the  Lord !  joyfully 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  the  hope  of 
Praise  the  Saviour;  O  ye  people, 
Prayer  is  the  key, 
Press  on,  press  on,  ye  workers, . 

Revive  thy  work,  O  Lord, 
Ri.ae,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  . 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Sar*ly  through  another  week,    . 
Sac  id  to  the  uttermost :  I  am  the 


448 

54 
221 

94 
46 
166 
184 
146 
224 

257 
441 
366 
165 
142 
250 
384 

84 
112 
283 
219 

60 
382 
242 

74 
287 

255 
125 
280 

348 
109 

44 
109 

102 
388 
449 
56 
210 
232 

47 

199 

157 
134 

198 
342 
275 

34° 
150 


Salvation  !  O  the  joyful  sound,  .  392 

Saviour,  lead  me,  lest  I  stray,  .  .     15 

Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  vis,  .  266 

Saviour!  visit  thy  plantation,   .  .  322 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand,  .  437 

Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river,  .  460 

Should  the  summons  quickly  flying.  59 

Simply  trusting  every  day ;         .  .     45 

Sing  on,  ye  joyful  pilgrims,  nor  .     76 

Sing  them  over  again  to  me,      .  .81 

Sing  unto  God,  our  hope  and  our  .  214 

Sing  with  a  tuneful  heart,  sing .  .  217 

Sitting  at  the  feet  of  Jesus,        .  ,  452 

Softly  and  tenderly  Jesus  is  calling  .  200 

Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray       .  .  209 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express,  .  455 

Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise  .  308 

Sowing  in  the  morning,  sowing.  .     89 

Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord,  .  .  337 

Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus,    .  .  328 

Steersman,  steersman,  the  channel's  .     62 

Steps  are  before  me,  dear  Saviour,  .     57 

Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear  .  276 

Sweet  hour  of  prayer,       .         .  .  435 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  .  277 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing,  385 

Take  the  world  but  give  me  Jesus  .     58 

Take  my  life  and  let  it  be,        .  .     69 

Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour,.  .  354 

Tell  me  the  story  of  Jesus,         .  .51 

The  children  to  Jesus  may  come,  .   141 

The  day  is  past  and  gone,.         .  .  332 

The  earth  is  the  Lord's,  and  the  .  236 

The  great  Physician  now  is  here,  .  75 

The  Lord  bless  thee,         .         .  .  351 

The  Lord  Jehovah  unto  all,      .  .  404 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  I  shall  .     27 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  my.  .     82 

The  Lord  shall  comfort  Zion,   .  .  245 

The  morning  light  is  breaking,.  .  327 

There  are  songs  of  joy  that  I  love  .   170 

There  comes  to  my  heart, .         .  .12 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood,  29 

There  is  a  green  hill  far  away,  .  .  240 

There  is  a  happy  land,       .         .  .  258 

There  is  a  home  eternal,    .         .  .  128 

There  is  joy,  there  is  joy, .         .  .  137 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight,  .  431 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest,  .  412 


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There  is  rest,  sweet  rest,  at  the 
There's  a  crown  in  heaven  for  the 
There's  a  stranger  at  the  door, . 
There's  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy 
The  Saviour  calls,  let  every  ear, 
The  Saviour  is  my  all  in  all, 
The  tranquil  hours  steal  by, 
The  whole  wide  world  for  Jesus, 
Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we 
This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  . 
Though  your  sins  be  as  scarlet, 
Thou  shalt  not  have, — so  says  the 
Through  all  the  changing  scenes, 
Through  the  gates  of  pearl  and 
Thy  Saviour  calls  !  oh,  come  and 
Thy  word  have  I  hid  in  my  heart 
Time  is  winging  us  away,  . 
To-day  God  is  telling  a  wonderful 
To-day  the  Saviour  calls,  . 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
To  God,  the  Father,  Son, . 
Toil  on,  teachers,  toil  on  boldly, 
To  the  summer  land  of  glory    . 
To  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born,  . 
Trusting  in  Jesus, 
Trying  to  walk  in  the  steps  of  the 
'Twas  a  night  of  long  ago  when 

Up  and  away,  like  the  dew  of  the 
Up  and  onward,  Christian  soldier, 
Up  for  Jesus !  up  and  onward  ! . 
Up  to  the  bountiful  Giver  of  life, 

Wait,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord,. 
Wake  from  thy  drowsy  sleep,  yon- 
Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 
Weak  and  weary,  poor  and  sinful, 
We  are  looking  away  from  the  . 
We  are  pilgrims  looking  home,. 
Wean-  pilgrim  on  life's  pathway, 
Weary  with  walking  alone,  long 
We  have  come  to  worship  Jesus, 
We  have  heard  a  joyful  sound, 
We  have  wandered  far  away,  from 
Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
Welcome,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer 


91    We  praise  thee,  O  God!   . 
204   We  shall  have  a  new  name, 
14.8   We  shall  walk  with  him  in  white, 
239   We've  listed  in  a  holy  war. 
450  What  a  friend  we  have  in  Jesus, 

50   What  did  the  angels  say  !  hymning 
406   What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page ! 
100   What  shall  separate  us- from  the 
457   What  sinners  value  I  resign, 
395  !  What !  sitting  at  ease  when  there's 
161    Whatsoever  burden  presses  on  thy 
2491  What  will  you  do  with  the  King 
394   When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
When  doubt  and  conflict  weigh  me 
When  his  salvation  bringing,     . 
When  I  can  read  my  title  clear, 
When  I  shall  wake  in  that  fair  morn 
When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 
When  Jesus  called  the  little  ones, 
When  Jesus  shall  gather  the  nations 
When  my  Saviour  I  shall  see,  -. 
When  peace,  like  a  river,  attendeth 
When  the  mists  have  rolled  in . 
When  the  morning  breaks  in  splen- 
When  the  storms  of  life  are  raging, 
When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose 
When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge, 
When  we  walk  with  the  Lord,  . 
Where  we  oft  have  met  in  glad- 
While  in  different  paths,   . 
While  Jesus  whispers  to  you,    . 
While  life  prolongs  its  precious 
While  the  years  are  rolling  on, . 
Whilst  thee  I   seek,  protecting  Pow 
Who  is  this  that  waiteth,  waiteth, 
Why  art  thou  fearful, 
Why  do  you  wait,  dear  brother, 
Will  you  go  to  Jesus  now,  dear 
Will  you  meet  me  in  the  morning, 
Wilt  thou  be  made  whole? 
With  our  colors  waving  bright, 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming,. 
Worthy  to  be  praised  is  God,  my 


196 
70 
114 
343 
55 
195 
393 
339 
265 
118 

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10 

23 
119 

235 
130 

78 

66 

365 
187 
387 
223 
167 
20 
149 
168 

324 
116 
136 
424 
319 


Yes,  for  me,  for  me  he  careth, 
Yield  not  to  temptation,    . 


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